Jungle Rot

Bodies of the week, lay in blood
Memories of the final night
Smell of rotting flesh fills the air
Victims of their final fight
Stepping on the bodies to avoid the mud
My victory gave me every right
Survivals of the fittest
Natures only law
Survival of the fittest
Strong shall survive!
Scars of the defeat, battle wounds
Blood stained hands will never be clean
Feel their crushing skulls beneath your feet
Destroying all before they retreat
Stepping on the bodies to avoid the mud
My victory gave me every right
Survival of the fittest