as far as the eyes,
\ncan bloody well see
\nAnd your noses can smell
\nits where we be
\nGestatIon crates
\nUnder lock and key
\nTo the farmer who we seldom
\nIf ever see<\/p>\n
There is no wonder left in life
\nLocked down together
\nIn a bath of strife
\nSworn at, kicked, spat at as well
\nFactory farming just equals HELL<\/p>\n
We dump yes sadly just where we lay
\nThey are piss takers everyday
\nNot a kind word our pregnancy
\nIs carried out under lock and key
\nWe like fresh air and to feel the sun
\nOn our backs when the day is done
\nWe root about in the woods
\nBut lying here end up
\nlike puds<\/p>\n
Nobody loves us nobody cares
\nWe lay here bored and nobody shares
\nA kind word, we are waiting for
\nThe litter then to go to war
\nOnto the trailer, abattoir
\nSlit throats
\nthats when PIGS know who they are
\nupside down against the wall
\nBleeding out thats it thats all.<\/p>\n
Hoping the bugs all multiply
\nAnd kill you lot off by and by
\nWhat you humans let them do
\nTo us and our families
\nAll life through
\nChained up made to suffer so
\nAnd we are getting our own back
\nAnd now you know
\nLost in the confines of hell
\nAnd much worse
\nFilth dirt and fear
\nSmothered by a curse
\nWhere the porcine display
\nA little red tractor
\nTo lighten their way<\/p>\n
We are lost souls the lot of us
\nTortured we are
\nBloodied and wounded
\nSee how we scar
\nOur bodies are torn
\nWe are bleeding as well
\nSloshing through shit
\nIn our farmyard from HELL<\/p>\n
And what is this horror
\nWe are to be
\ndragged off to the death camp
\nAnd hung up you see
\nOur throats torn a\u2019sunder
\nOur blood a great stream
\nIn the absence of care
\nThe angels do scream<\/p>\n
We are to be bacon
\nAnd with apple sauce
\nA prime cup of maggots
\nFrom an unknown source
\nA dwelling of evil
\nThe vilest of shed
\nA shit hole where scum bags
\nAre clearly wed
\nTo the sounds of our agony
\nTo the sight of the pain
\nTo the fright in our eyes
\nAnd the fear in our brain
\nOur bodies all broken
\nOur legs full of sores
\nAnd look at the rats and the flies
\nOn the floors
\nThey crawl everywhere
\nPiglets dead and gone
\nGod gave them life
\nAnd now upon
\nThe shittiest smelliest frightening stall
\nWe lay in each other shit
\nAnd we call<\/p>\n
Out to each other
\nAsking our God
\nWhy do we have to
\nLie here no sod
\nHears when we cry when we whimper and snore
\nAnd it happens in England
\nAnd its within the law<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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