“What once was”
\n“What is coming into being”
\nAnd “What should be”
\nThe norns mythology tells
\nThe Norseman the spirit
\nFor me it just yells
\nAcross the great islands
\nThe bluest of sea
\nWhere fulmar still fly
\nAnd the pilots still be<\/p>\n
These souls if you like
\nSpin their threads everyday
\nFor all living beings
\nThey revere and pay
\nImmense thought and care
\nTo each souls salvation
\nWith the passing of time
\nPossibly isolation<\/p>\n
Muddies the waters
\nSlows down the thought
\nMurdering pilot whales
\nThat they have caught
\nDriven with motor boats
\nOnto the sand
\nAnd then cut to ribbons
\nBy their own hand<\/p>\n
To me an irreverence
\nA blasphemy
\nCursing the spirits
\nForgetting to be
\nWhat once was
\nA living delightful soul
\nLiving in pods
\nTaking control<\/p>\n
The Faroes
\nThe islanders
\nDo seem to me
\nTo be choked by tradition
\nUnable to see
\nTo remember real culture
\nHow is it right
\nThe children of darkness
\nIn their true flight<\/p>\n
Why are they tortured
\nWhy are they killed
\nWhy are you saying
\nTheir blood should be spilled
\nYou import your hell fire
\nInto their souls
\nYour abode of evil
\nBrimstonian trolls<\/p>\n
They swim with nirvana
\nTheir true family tree
\nWho live in their hearts
\nWith a real loyalty
\nEach a living goddess
\nA heavenly host
\nThat you drive and you slaughter
\nAnd then sadly boast<\/p>\n
As their blood and entrails
\nSimply colour the sea
\nAnd its done with your children
\nThere constantly
\nYou tear out each fetus
\n“What is coming into being”
\nAnd “What shall be”
\nYes its all seeing<\/p>\n
The eyes of the world
\nAre upon you today
\nMythology possibly blows you away
\nCulture tradition just words in some book
\nThe scourge that you dish out
\nThat vile filthy hook
\nYou use now to punish the angels of blue
\nAnd murder their babies
\nAs you know you do<\/p>\n
Are you so hungry
\nAnd would you die
\nDon’t look up at the rocks
\nAgriculture that lie
\nWon’t wash anymore
\nYou have salmon galore
\nYou export to china
\nYes more and more<\/p>\n
You have supermarkets
\nAnd plenty of fayre
\nYou don’t need to kill them
\nAnd make them aware
\nThat you are the king pins
\nYou Have the power
\nTo share out the spoils
\nAs you do on the hour<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
“What once was” “What is coming into being” And “What should be” The norns mythology tells The Norseman the spirit For me it just yells Across the great islands The bluest of sea Where fulmar still fly And the pilots … Continue reading