Inside the hunters heart

Anger
Is it anger?
Taking umbrage
To the sight
Of a wolf
And all its freedom
With its pack
Emotions, tight

Resentment and displeasure
From the hunter
Thick on gall
Reproachful and vindictive
He wants to kill them all

He is Ill-humoured
And so moody
A misanthropic course
Vinegary and argumentative
And petulant at source

These callous remorseless
Individuals
Unmoved by anything
Out for some wild justice
Which will never bring

Anything but Nemesis
Down on them from a height
These hunting poaching punters
All runts without a right

And they blow
a lot of money
On their rifle and their ammo
And their camouflage
And special boots
And fuck knows what else they
Taken it in their hummer
And they make a victim pay

Its anger they will fire their rounds
And not all of them hit
When hunters go into the forest
Best remove your shit
Of course from their vicinity
Because when the bullets fly
Its often more than their trophy
Thats really going to die

Anything that moves they shoot
So psychopaths
with guns
Are really clueless too
They pay to kill whatever
And may take pot shots at you
They seldom kill the victim
Just like Palmer its a crime
They will balk than ever stalk
They are known to waste time

Or is it like so many hunters
They don’t have balls at all
A coward who hides in bushes
Just a natural fool
Who takes it out on everyone
And deafened to their calls
Torturing and killing
And its all outside the rules

The trophy hunting scumbags
Use money to gain a yes
No is not in their make up
Neither do they stress
They know the right types
Who can really unlock all the rules
They are in fact all poachers
Who will always break the rules

This is what they do out there
Its an ugly business they
Threaten and they are better
If you don’t get in their way
They will bash you like you’ve
Never been bashed
And its going to hurt
Give me some money for crying out loud
Or you will end up in the dirt

All hunters are bastards
And bastards have no dad
They have a whopping ego
Making everybody sad
They are vile and horrid
Presumptuous farts
And the innocent always pay
And Theres never any let up
No matter what they say