Wicked jungle, wild feast.
Go the distance, tame the beast.
Dance among the deadly trees,
in the blanket of a burning breeze.

Darkened, primal, forest floor.
Frame of natures darkest door.
Up the loudly raging river.
The body quakes, the spirit shivers.

Endless leaves and ragged vines,
Can't you read between the lines?
Birds of prey and a poison snake,
The wretched animals awake.

Running down that muddy path,
face the pain and feel the wrath.
The only chance that you've got now,
is whatever instinct will allow.

On the shore of the open lake,
You've just made your last mistake.
Hope is gone, you've lost control,
in the chaos, swallowed whole.