Rune: Lament

What have you done O, Man?

explain yourself, what have you done?

plundered you have the rain forests and flushed out all the birds!

poisoned the oceans and suffocated my rivers divine!

What have you done O, Man?

What have you done to the only living planet?

butchered you have all the wilder beasts,

skinned you have the serpents and the young deer;

made your slave -the mighty leviathan & mammoths alike,

ribs and bones you pulled off the sabretooth, feathers off the gentle dove,

What have you done O, Man?

What have you done to my blue planet?

the gentle giants you killed, the rains you drove away,

stole the treasures from the ore, spilled oil on the shore,

hundred thousands lives you killed- accidents some,

hunting and poaching the others,

What have you done O, Man?

What have you done of my creation?

you turned ice into fire and caused burning fire to freeze,

magnificent mountains were swallowed, and made sweet waters spit venom,

the dense smog made all but you flee; flee to the brink of my planet,

you made my creations fall, what have you done O, Man?

what have you done to your fellow siblings?

slaughtered you have many in my name, i want not that ill fame,

feels not your kind, even an ounce of shame, as you set my blue gem on flame,

eaten you have the flesh, drank you have the blood of my children,

cursed you were by them as they withered and perished,

hell hath no fury like a helpless scorned, hell hath no fury like a mother & father scorned,

what have you done O, Man?

what have you done to the helpless?

the angels fled and so has the Satan-screaming that you are than him,

many times better at evil,

the flowers are gone, taking with them the honey bees, the dews have dried,

the mothers have cried, the children have died,

no melodies in the woods, no colored jewels in the seas, no paint splashes on the trees,

for there are no trees, no seas, no perfumed air…

you set my lands on fire, exploded flesh spiraling into the air, spilled blood all around,

vermilion’s favorite child you have become; cherished you have the color, so long,

there now is only blackness, blackness that has cursed you,

blackness that has blinded you,

blackness that has pained me,

what have you done O, Man?

what have you done to Me?

price expensive you will be made to pay, the hell will fall short of place,

torture will fear what you would undergo; pain shall shudder at what you will

endure…

punished you shall be for your callousness, your race will pay for the devastation by most,.

your kind i shall abstain from creation, your kind shall only face destruction,

awake O Man, awake from your insane slumber, awake before you wake in hell…

…as you set my blue gem on flame