Guests on the Yintah

There's a path from the Healing Lodge to the Feast Hall

Wet'suwet'en lead the way, they carry the weight
As guests we circle the spirit fire
Eyes lift with the smoke
Hearts open to learn from the land

If you arrive in uniform, badges and boots
Carrying barrels for bullets and pipelines
You criminalize land defenders
Normalize state violence

If you come close, the Matriarch will tell you clearly:

"Get off the Yintah, this is our home on the Yintah
The Wedzin Kwa on the Yintah has millennia on you"

"Get off the Yintah, this is our home on the Yintah
Gidimt'en Yintah has millennia on you"

The courts spend decades writing a rule book on settler expansion
They allege to preserve the honour of the crown, but you can't honour our relations when you force law down.

Law comes from the land, it’s woven through with Wet’suwet’en stories
Traditions, across generations, carried forward in love

If you arrive in uniform, badges, and boots
Carrying barrels for bullets and pipelines

If you come close the Matriarch will tell you clearly:

"Get off the Yintah, this is our home on the Yintah
The Wedzin Kwa on the Yintah has millennia on you"

"Get off the Yintah, it's Wet'suwet'en land on the Yintah
Gidimt'en Yintah has millennia on you"

We hold this space to let all our relations expand
We hold this space with love for the land

There’s a path from the Healing Lodge to the Feast Hall