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