More barbarism from the Faroe Islanders

It isn’t that they are hungry
There is plenty of food around
They truly are voracious
And rapacious and are bound
Up in risibility
It’s grotesque now what they do
Bombastic and outlandish
It’s frightful and it’s true
Butt ugly and repellent
How they savage pods of whales
They maintain such barbarism
Leaves bloody trails
Of fetuses and sinew and turn a crimson tide
Unrefined and tasteless
Which is not even denied

As families are extinguished
Unpropitiously
The fear and dread
Like living dead
Extreme anxiety
Incautiousness personified
Inveterate they be
Unconcerned and uninvolved
For the creatures of the sea