Let’s kill some Pilot Whales

Let’s murder some pilot whales
Mothers and fathers
Children and babies
And perhaps the unborn
A great pod of god made miracles
Swimming
Into the Faroe’s
Our weapons now drawn

Wade into the Briney
And knife them their screaming
Blood it spills everywhere
Makes us feel well
To see these loyal families
Staying together
As we knife each one of them
We are closer to Hell