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 chance for you to run

I'll leave you nude in the desert sun

I form a river of human blood

Like pigs you'll lie in the deep red mud

You are now my army, like mummies cast in sand

Rise up, cracked and bleeding, do as I command

Creatures born of bloody mud, copulating stone

All hail these hideous forms, wrought by my hand

Cities built of human bone

Tarps of skin and human flesh

Harboring disease and waste

Salty, bloody taste.