This is the purest thuggery
\nPlug ugly through and through
\nA pig it has been cornered
\nIn a lairage in full view
\n3 so called men are with it
\nIn front of them a gate
\nAnd they are trying to trap the pig
\nSo they can sedate
\nor stun
\nThe poor soul actually
\nWho clearly loves his life
\nHe doesn’t want this action
\nHe doesn’t need this strife
\nWedging him between the gate and wall
\nIs clearly wrong
\nPutting the strength of 3 men
\nAgainst him it’s a long
\nJourney to the next world
\nBeing tortured by
\n3 slaughter men so it appears
\nWhat a way to die<\/p>\n
Clearly no compassion
\nNot a thread to see
\nThis is one sad animal
\nWho doesn’t want to be
\nWhere he is it’s obvious
\nAnd he screams for all his worth
\nBut these hooligans are mindless
\nYes mindless on this earth<\/p>\n
The sheep stuck in the lairage
\nA mother with her lamb
\nSuckling can you see them
\nAs in this death hole they cram
\nMore victims with such natural feeling
\nThe nervousness we see
\nAnimals going to their deaths
\nTotally naturally<\/p>\n
Pitilessness and callousness
\nIt’s there for all to see
\nHow intolerant we are of life
\nAnd basic honesty
\nHere we see those sheep families
\nNow waiting to die
\nHoisted by one rear leg
\nBeing taught to fly<\/p>\n
Kicking like anyone would
\nHearing the cries of woe
\nOf friends that have gone before you
\nAnd now you are in the flow
\nExpecting the worst and getting a it
\nFrom the totally ruthless crew
\nA bloke who does his damndest
\nTo be unkind to you<\/p>\n
Harsh he is harsh and so severe
\nAnother thuggish git
\nNo quarter given the hardest heart
\nWho feels he has to pit
\nHis shitty vile behaviour
\nAgainst the innocent doe
\nWho was feeding her infant
\nJust a while ago<\/p>\n
The cows you hear them lowing, bawling
\nFor all their worth
\nAgain hung up by one leg
\nLooking down on earth
\nThe walls soaked In the life’s blood
\nOf others who went before
\nAnd now it’s you, you are getting it
\nThe terror and the awe<\/p>\n
You kick of course you kick
\nYou cry of course you cry
\nRemembering your life of terror
\nUp here now on high
\nA slashing blade Upon your throat
\nAnd you are forced to be
\nAnother murdered victim
\nOf what was pure infamy<\/p>\n
Look around this area
\nA slaughtering house of woe
\nWhere thugs are clearly happy
\nTo everyday there go
\nTo murder and to torture
\nTheir charges one by one
\nThough Nemesis is watching
\nThat one with the gun<\/p>\n
Watching as he charges forth
\nHis whole strength on the gate
\nSquashing that poor pig
\nWho knows he has a date
\nWith death, he knows already
\nBut he fights for all his worth
\nAlthough the farm he came from
\nWas the pits
\nTo leave the earth<\/p>\n
He still, doesn’t want to
\nHe is fighting to be
\nAllowed to live his term of life
\nNot be slaughtered you can see
\nYou can feel his base frustration
\nYou can know now how he feels
\nBut the thugs they don’t feel anything
\nNothing now appeals<\/p>\n
To their sick mindless attitude
\nThey have lost that long ago
\nConditioned to be monsters
\nTheir vendetta is on show
\nThe slaughterhouse is a death camp
\nWhere unfortunates are sent
\nTiny little babies who haven’t made a dent
\nOn their own lives regrettably
\nLost souls in a way
\nBorn to live but made to die
\nFor humans who will pay<\/p>\n
The piper to consume them
\nTheir legs their breasts their back
\nChomp upon their youthful flesh
\nKilled by a thugs attack
\nMurdered in cold blood so
\nDistant people can create
\nDishes for their families
\nOn their bloody plate<\/p>\n
I look upon these victims
\nThose dying as we see
\nAnd those having to do the murdering
\nAnd those eating them
\nWho be
\nThe reason for this evil
\nThis degeneration of the soul
\nWho somehow reward the spirit
\nAnd the demons in their hole<\/p>\n
Those of us who are vegan
\nWe hear their every cry
\nIt sickens us remorselessly
\nAnd though we seek to try
\nAnd close down all these ghastly places
\nThe masses seem to feel
\nThe need is there to consume them
\nThe threat you see is real<\/p>\n
And so it goes on every single day
\nAnd yes at night
\nMillions of innocent earthlings
\nAre slaughtered in the light
\nThe darkness and the evil
\nThey have to meet their end
\nHanging on the gantry chains
\nTo the music that does send
\nEach and every victim into horror
\nInto pain
\nThe slaughterhouse the anathema
\nOf inhuman disdain<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
This is the purest thuggery Plug ugly through and through A pig it has been cornered In a lairage in full view 3 so called men are with it In front of them a gate And they are trying to … Continue reading