Category Archives: Whale processers

Under cover of darkness The autumn moon Declares an interest That is coming soon The head of the fin On its bounteous flight To breathe in the air That it feels is now right That will create a willingness To … Continue reading →

the grind presents a massacre Of innocence over evil Creation must be stomping Around wondering now how This battlefield of coastal climes Clearly regressed to Earlier times When medieval warriors Pillaged raped and spilled With what is amorality Marched into … Continue reading →

Hard to port A sea of blue Of slate A silent world On view Of towing back graceful sleek Dead whales Lost to the world One of the fails At their peek Yet out of time For the whalers Know … Continue reading →

Music playing on the dock Music while they flense Puddles all about the dock Clearly the men are dense Clearly they lack respect for life Butchers of the sea Fancy getting paid for flensing flesh It sickens me They know … Continue reading →

The Hvalur 8 is docking Theres no let up for the whales The beautiful endangered fin Dragging their sinewy trails How perfectly onjectionable To treat them in this way Iceland lacks respect For living creatures And they say We shall … Continue reading →

With the sun coming out And yonder the sea Slate grey on this day Where the whale once so free Swam across oceans and ended up here In Icelandic waters where Clearly the fear Is manifest everywhere Endangered whales Are … Continue reading →

Another great soul lies quietly On the floor of the icelandic dock Where loftsson’s butchers are working Flensing away such a shock These beautiful whales were just swimming In the cold water and they Need the breath of the masters … Continue reading →

There is no voice of conscience That can reach into these crooks No shame or remorse Just aggression and force Unregretting and obdurate Unblushingly they Murder in cold blood The catch of the day They are no saints only sinners … Continue reading →

Both have been flenced of their bodily mass These two handsome souls By the whalers so crass As can be with their murdering Explosive harpoons And as they were flencing They played loudly tunes Invoking the norse god ODIN and … Continue reading →

Today again its carnage Its terror all the way Two more beautiful fin whales Have been made to pay Just to share the wondrous breath The harpoon charges them And death Follows not so rapidly An ugly blackness comes to … Continue reading →

When Sea Shepherd sunk Two of the ships 6 and 7 they You might have thought Would get the message But sadly not In sway They carried on regardless With 8 and 9 And they are killing over 190 That … Continue reading →

I can sadly see him now On his father boat 13 years old As pleased as punch Thats what someone wrote The new season has started The first two victims killed And slung across the Hvalur ship Their blood being … Continue reading →

“Whale”9 is back With 131 and 132 They killed These beautiful Endangered souls Their precious blood they spilled Out into the ocean This supremely sensitive beast To be dragged back to the flensing docks And at some time be a … Continue reading →

Butchers and flensers Thats all they are Neanderthal yobbos Their Open abattoir A blood bath where innocents Whole family trees Are driven and striven In blood up to their knees The beaches of crimson Of sinew and gut A fetus … Continue reading →

The poor old fin whales are going through The icelandic mangle they Are getting their heads blown to bits And people are away With the birds to even imagine That facebook words and vids Are going to make a difference … Continue reading →

More fin whales for the chop No more swimming in the sea Flense them until they are carnage Icelands sophistry Illogicality its oozing from them They are watching whales and earning And then killing them each day Contrary to reason … Continue reading →

A throwback from his neolithic forbears Primitives they needed These proud whales Their flesh their blubber Needed it for their half starved Guts but now This Loftsson character Ofcourse He fails Miserably to make His case for killing All these … Continue reading →

The enemy of nature Is iceland and those who Are out their harpooning Fin whales With nothing else to do They use their domination Wanton destructibility Bloody search and violate These souls Through perpetuity Imposing such brutality Continually each day … Continue reading →

The whale watchers had paid their dues Heading out amongst the blues A choppy scene and pale blue sky Everybody wondering why They were able to be there today On the sea so far away From where they lived all … Continue reading →

Its become just so wicked Ungodly and depraved All of these great fin whales Really should be saved From the clutches of this Loftsson The sick Icelandic troll Whose wrong doing and vileness Nobody can control In a darkly latrine … Continue reading →

Unregretting and obdurate Just describes this man KRISTJAN LOFTSSON Of the Icelandic clan Gwo more whales relentlessly Uncaring sods Unashamed unreformed Conscienceless bods They abandon compassion Binge eating fools Profligate self-indulgent Make up their own rules They wallown self pity … Continue reading →