Jungle Rot

I know a thousand ways to kill a weak man's heart
And I know a thousand more to tear your life apart
I'll take your child, your home, and everything you know
All lives I touch are mine, the lowest of the low
I light a thousand fires, black death at my command
I challenge all that hail this god forsaken land
Those who oppose me, now in my control
Red skies and hollowed eyes, everyone will know
There is no change for you to run
I'll leave you nude in the desert sun
I form a river of human blood