The Conqueror of Barks and Roots

It is known by Sun and Moons how the Story of the Conqueror walks on the voices.
No amount of Pain tickles his fingers as He readies his Bow.
No Beast can fill the eyes with Fear as He shelters his Wards.
For Sun and Moon know how deep He is rooted.
For they smell his Spirit through Sweat and Blood.
May the Forest be reclaimed.
May the Pillars be reformed.
May the People leave the Leaves behind and breath new Surroundings.
Let Barks and Roots give way for the Conqueror's march.
Amak'hi says so, so shall it be.