By Jade Walker
The land has created me
To end all of mankind
The trees sing through me
They tell me it is time
For revenge to be stricken upon you
By the two swords they form in my hands
A lonely forest witch I am
Bringing justice to the land
Inner spirit within me
Brimming and spilling over the edge
My blood is bubbling; my tongue is dagger sharp and pointed
My voice is back and it can move mountains
My voice is back and it can reshape all of your ends
Find the means to your ends
The land speaks through me and it says
You are not men
You are not men
You may call yourselves men
But you are not men
You are so much lesser than
You are so much lesser than
Mankind is an abomination
Burning the Earth
Slaughtering the animals needlessly again
Raping women and the land
For your own amusement
For your own gratification
For your own pleasure
For your own enjoyment
No more
No more
I will beseech them
I will stand strong and tall to cleave them
As Mother Nature’s loyal shield maiden
As Mother Nature’s loyal shield maiden