You have laid a curse upon this land
Your greed, your endless desire
Have cleaved the roots from the earth
May demons visit your sleep
The earth you broke will become your grave
Roots will rip your fetid flesh
The forest’s spirits dance with delight
At the end of your days
At the end of your days

You have upended the balance
That has made this earth holy
A parasite that has scorned creation
May demons haunt your dreams
In secrecy we gather
Deep in the hemlocks
Through cedar smoke
We lay a curse

May roots rip your flesh
May you lie without sleep
May your kin abandon you
May you feel the pain you have caused