the grind presents a massacre
\nOf innocence over evil
\nCreation must be stomping
\nAround wondering now how
\nThis battlefield of coastal climes
\nClearly regressed to
\nEarlier times
\nWhen medieval warriors
\nPillaged raped and spilled
\nWith what is amorality
\nMarched into the slate grey sea
\nAnd ripped into the bodies
\nOf the pilots swimming free<\/p>\n
With selfishness apparent
\nThe opportunist goes to ground
\nSelf-interest being the driving force
\nThe wild axe-grinding sound
\nOf steel knives into baleen bone
\nOf rolling surf and crimson foam
\nOf the mercenaries gleaming tools
\nAnd The army of the last ditch fools<\/p>\n
Egotistic covetous louts
\nLeave me actually in no doubts
\nReprehensible desires
\nOpen wounds and salting fires
\nAbandoning the will to give
\nAnother just the right to live
\nBacksliders as the fall from grace
\nWith blood now spattered across their face
\nAccursed by all who witness pain
\nAnd have to watch it sll again<\/p>\n
To the inoffensive undefiled
\nAbove suspicion and beguiled
\nBy creation and her scape
\nWild eyes child like thats the shape
\nOf things to come from islands where
\nThe vicious miscreants always they lie bare
\nTheir manly and obnoxious chests
\nBlood soaked brains and filthy vests<\/p>\n
And their refusal to recant
\nHardened sinners how they pant
\nWrithing waist deep in the blood
\nOf their leaders caught up in the flood
\nThere will never be atonement here
\nFor they will die in mortal fear
\nMurdering scum thats all they be
\nThe Faroe islanders obduracy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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