Beneath The Fields Of Rapacious Blood

Beneath the rotting fields of curdled blood
Drenched in death the fields awake a cry
Nightmare lands across the plane
Reaching from afar the distant evil

Dying mon suffocated by the black clouds
Trying to take the last breath of man
Despised, hate and revenge across the land
Extermination of the sub-filth will take place

Rapacious blood is what now must be drained
From all living man who dares get in her way
The forest now alive with the glowing moon
Laughing at the cleansed planet

All karma from mother nature now homosapiens devoid
Just the connected creatures under her black wings
Maybe a new generation of species will respect gaia
Until then her grace will enlighten this old forest