Wrapped in a Cocoon Out of Harms Way

Forever lost in the maze of social inadequacy
 Fearing and loathing their disgusting presence
 Shall the earth ever be cleansed of this parasite?
 Will mother earth take her revenge?
 It seems this subcreature will never learn from their disrespect
 Polluting the planet and destroying the wildlife and the trees
 It seems these people will always be jealous and cowardly
 Towards mine and others existence
 Gaia is waiting to whip out the human race
 I am waiting for the moment of everlasting solitude
 I have an alliance with nature cleansed of mankind
 I have often felt her presence lurking in the forest
 Gaia's forest is the cocoon of tranquility
 The enshrouding branches keep me from harm's way
 The way of the backstabbing coward scum
 Disrespectful apathetic race of unworthiness
 Nature's breath is the wind among the trees of solitude
 Her arms are the branches ever so draping
 The roots and trees trunks the legs bound to the ground
 Hoping for eternal existence without the human race
 I have become connected with the trees
 I will play a song for the forest always
 Filled with poisoned hate for humanity
 Will their lies ever end...