The eyes of the world
\nThe hearts and the minds
\nAre destined to suffer
\nAs the drive it unwinds
\nThe thrashing we see
\nDesperation and pain
\nDenounced by TAIJI’s
\nMalignant refrain<\/p>\n
Herded like calves to the slaughter
\nBobbing around in the sea
\nThey have all the worst of intentions
\nAnd yesterday we were all free
\nStolen we all are their victims
\nThe felons the fisherman who
\nAre divorced from what was reality
\nNothing about them is true<\/p>\n
They are angry and nasty and evil
\nNot an ounce of affection there in
\nCoarse and unrefined and so entwined
\nIn what is brutal murder and sin
\nThe wails of the whales
\nAnd the Dolphins their dirge
\nBobbing up and down
\nIt’s the violent purge<\/p>\n
They know and they feel it
\nUnlike the sick men
\nThe woeful disorder
\nAll wondering when
\nThe slaughter begins
\nWhen each has to die
\nshoulder to shoulder
\nWhen Each has to cry<\/p>\n
Watching the blood pour out of
\nOur friends
\nKnowing it’s happening soon how that sends
\nUs into a delusional state for we know
\nThe whole family trees coming down
\nAnd won’t grow<\/p>\n
It’s a holocaust moment for families to bear
\nWe are now all dispirited
\nThough we are all aware
\nThe end it is coming
\nThe death knell we know
\nIt’s pathetic to be here
\nAnd look at the glow<\/p>\n
Of the sun going down
\nOf the horizon afar
\nWhy were we drawn into here
\nJust to scar
\nAnd murder us why do they do what they do
\nIt doesn’t seem right
\nIn the wake of the few<\/p>\n
If we only could fly
\nAnd all just get away
\nWe all love to live
\nAnd go out and play
\nThe irksomeness waiting
\nThe hours leaden through
\nThe stress and the worry
\nThat’s starting to brew<\/p>\n
These villainous rogues
\nOut of down town TAIJI
\nWith the banger boats
\nThey look for the free
\nSpirits below them
\nHopeful they can
\nCause chaos and mayhem
\nFor that is their plan<\/p>\n
We know you are watching
\nOn your PC’s
\nOur live link to heaven
\nWe are weak at the knees
\nWatching the torment
\nFeeling the pain
\nAnd the despondency
\nAnd the disdain<\/p>\n
80 to 100 bottlenosed here
\n18-20 pilot whales fear
\nClearly the inevitable
\nComing their way
\nDeath and destruction
\nFor certain today<\/p>\n
Some might go for training
\nThe pretty ones who
\nAre trained and enslaved
\nThats what TAIJI do
\nThe rest will be murdered got rid of that’s right
\nAnd some of our babies
\nThrown back in spite<\/p>\n
Just taken back to die all alone
\nOr be eaten by sharks
\nThose we have known
\nKidnapped for nothing
\nAnd left to the sea
\nAnd not even interested now
\nWhere they be<\/p>\n
If you humans could hear us
\nOur scream are so loud
\nFor two miles or more
\nThere is this ongoing shroud
\nOf noise rolling outwards
\nOut of the bay
\nTowards the great
\nOpen sea far far away<\/p>\n
It acts as a warning
\nWith battle lines drawn
\nHow most of us are now destined
\nTo be torn
\nFrom this incarnation
\nTo another we hope
\nReally it’s whether
\nWe can all cope<\/p>\n
To be with your best friends
\nYou have known for years
\nWith sweethearts and mothers
\nAll sharing the fears
\nThe woes and the teardrops
\nNow falling like rain
\nThe humiliation
\nFrom who are the insane<\/p>\n
These bastards are at it
\nNo emotion in sight
\nTheir breathing and pithing
\nRods and their fingers all white
\nContorted faces small piercing eyes
\nAnd a stench Of hot death
\nThat they don’t realise<\/p>\n
So many of us are going to die
\nOur blood and our sinews
\nAre going to lie
\nPolluting the cove
\nAll the crimson again
\nAll the froth and the snot
\nThat will rapidly drain<\/p>\n
We bob and we weave
\nwe dance in the spray
\nWe know you can see us
\nOut there today
\nDying inside choking abroad
\nWaiting our turn
\nDeath by the sword<\/p>\n
That’s when we shudder
\nThat’s when we sway
\nWatching a lover stolen away
\nHearing a child lost and alone
\nHearing the crunch of the rod on their bone
\nIt tears at the heartstrings
\nRipping into the soul
\nWe know we are finished
\nThey are in control<\/p>\n
What you can do for us
\nBoycott this crowd
\nDon’t buy their products
\nThey are under a cloud
\nTorturing bastards
\nUnworthy of note
\nWith Tears In My eyes and a lump in my throat<\/p>\n
Let’s wish them all as little pain as is possible<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The eyes of the world The hearts and the minds Are destined to suffer As the drive it unwinds The thrashing we see Desperation and pain Denounced by TAIJI’s Malignant refrain Herded like calves to the slaughter Bobbing around in … Continue reading