Domiru the Maddened

Trample, reach.
Lands you control have "{t}: Add {1}" and lose all
other mana abilities.
Dormiru's face glowed for a second as if to shoot
another beam. But the bark kept growing as if to heal wounds which were not there. The bright orange lance exploded out of the side of its barely recognizable head, showering the Tangle in a spray of metal, woodwork
and fire.
"YOU DA-da-RRrr" Dormiru wheezed.