The FAROES

There is no voice of conscience
That can reach into these crooks
No shame or remorse
Just aggression and force
Unregretting and obdurate
Unblushingly they
Murder in cold blood
The catch of the day

They are no saints only sinners
Eagerly Processing their dinners
Perverted ghouls
Guilt ridden fools
Such degradation
That blackens the nation

Ungodly and iniquitous
Tradition driven crimes
Heinous and outrageous
No sign of the times
A wicked brew of self indulgent
Ego tripping gits
Just seeing them in action
Is enough to get the shits

Its unfitting in this day and age
To watch them in the sea
Each pilot whale is screaming
At the indecency
Violaters trespassers
Encroachers that they be
The ugliest men that ever were
Plied against the sea

You can see the spitefulness
On every bloodied face
There can be no forgiveness
They are outside the human race
They are clearly inbred monsters
Revengeful in their way
Out there fighting for all their worth
With a foe who has to pay

With life and limb with docility
Just a thrashing of the tail
As the spine is ripped to smithereens
And all the organs fail
Whatever god is out there
Who created these fine souls
And watches from his home most high
As they break through all controls

Their sabre-rattling ominousness
Who now in their right mind
Can watch this and go over there
And ever hope to find
Sanity its impossible
The evil in ones face
They victimize the innocent
Its truly a disgrace

Thanks Peter a really a really buttock numbing film
Beautifully out together