Taiji killers

So much violence
From the Japanese
Throwbacks from the war
Hard hearted pitiless morons
Hellhounds from before
Out there in the ocean
Vandals of the sea
Excessively tyrannical
And misanthropy

Like yunei so bloodthirsty
Spiteful bitterness
Child abuse they are good at that
Unsound of mind such stress
Permeates their bodies
And really plagues their soul
Deplorable and grievous
They are out of control

People of Taiji
Mangled tangled hearts
Burdensome and lamentable
Filling enormous carts
Of blood and snot and sinew
Such immorality
All these wondrous Dolphins
Take on iniquity
Amorality and sinfulness
Its Taiji a monstrous place
Swallowing the mercury
At an alarming pace

Minds a twisted vastness
A self inflicted space
Depraved and perverted
The ugliest of face
They take out their frustration
On the creatures of the sea
On the denizens of the oceans
Who know where they have to be
In their pods of wisdom
In the ocean blue
Not chased into confusion
Doing what Taijians do

Blasphemers and cursers
THe fishermen of Taiji
Heretics practising darkness
On the angels of the free
Who realise divinity
Hallowed and sanctified
Who absorb the castigation
The summons and the sin
And there is no
oompensation the blue line
Wearing thin.
Utter flagellation
The penalty of sin
The gallows of the gibbet
We should now begin
To see them for what they really are
Scumbags who all dwell
On murdering the angels
Who are sent forward to hell
Hammering and caning
Violence all round
Found guilty and sentenced to death
All held down and drowned

I be the judge
And judiciary
Sentencing these fiends
Rubbishing their eternity
Vigilante scenes
Each ruffians rebellion
Malpractice every day
Taiji is unlawful
In its filthiest display
Of coldness and of outlawry.
Training the pretty ones
To be sold off to China
To their aquariums

Theme parks and circus they
Suffer every pain on earth
Their uncharted display
All those recriminations
Disparaged every mile
They feel each hostile moment
Ailing all the while.

Taiji a dark port closer to the sea
Soaked in blood and sinew
Where no soulful place should be
Confined to blood and guts and nightmares
Blood lust everywhere
Intestines guts and fatty skin
Taiji where despair

Drips off every banging boat pipe
Blood too everywhere
The fishermen they stink like hell
Sat out on their chair
Legs crossed arms crossed
Eyes a rolling
Skin as pale as snow
The cruellest place in all the world
A place we all do know