The Faroes murdering scumbags

The slaughter is done by villagers
With knives they wade and slash
Pilot whales their beautiful tails
Seemingly they crash
Into the sea one family
Parents children grand parents too
Slashed to death stolen breath
Broken bodies in front of you
A terrible sin the Faroes sin
Murdering in cold blood ripping the infants out of their mothers
Witnessed by honestly all of the others.

Broken and bleeding
Turning the sea into a crimson panoply
Churning crescendo’s of innards around
Hundreds wiped out makes a hell of a sound
And tiny babies lost in the melee
Unbelievable sorrow