Glastonbury

Glastonbury snorts at the evil that be
The degenerate acts bring a soul agony
It be a vile aspected dairy of sorts
Where hundreds of babies have dark
Ragged thoughts
They swimmingly wander their mothers desire
All Raped by the hand of a vast ugly fire
Made pregnant for milk the nutrition of sin
To be violently gobbled and caught in a spin
Of resentment and grossness the dairy the pain
Kidnap and a bellowing tearful refrain
We calves sent for veal are perhaps led away
To where motherly love is exhausted each day
Death and destruction and musical grief
Bands blooded hands offer up the relief