Voice of the Wilderness

You invented disease and pollution
And you call this “a revolution”
It’s the Satan’s dream come true
But your blinded fouls you don’t have a clue

Mankind and its filthy progress
Are destroying my pretty forests
What you gave me
I shall give you back
I will cover you all in black

I am the Voice of the Wilderness
No flame or sword can scare my friends
I am the Voice of the Wilderness
I will give you the torch now it is all in your hands
I will give you the torch now it is all in your hands

Your minds are full of corruption
Dedicated to pain and destruction
You destroying my work for so many years
Now I shall fulfill your darkest fears…