The darkest of arts
In magic vile, obscene
The cruelest of acts
In torture: we must lean
...
What strange worlds in oceans wide
In this machine I could bestride?
What wonders to my oceans yet to see
Encircling infinity.
...
The lands lost
To brutal killing
The seas lost
Their light to life bleeding.
...
Vivisection
The darkest of arts
In magic vile, obscene
The cruelest of acts
In torture: we must lean
A tottering, sickening,
Diseased, dying world,
Poisoned, near mindless
Or bared to herald
Scientific misnomer
Few flee obeisance
What e'er their beliefs fruitless
Invalid now conscience.
And the animals
Suffer as never before
In vile persecution:
For more...and yet more.