Burn to the ground in a red blaze
Twisted around in a dead haze
There's no escape from the instinct
Fear taking shape when you least think

Beating louder, the rhythm of the drums
Seething power, feel the ancients come
You should never deny the anger
Of all the earth and sky
Teeming with a vengeance
That's quick to multiply

In the untamed lands
All the rules are thrown to the wind
Rage is always at hand
And everything's so undisciplined

I'm burning high with a fever
Sharp as the knife on a cleaver
Eyes in the dark follow motion
Sensing your weak, scared emotions

Pounder harder, the rhythm of the snares
The beast is smarter, he'll catch you unawares
You can never believe
That anything's exactly what it seems
Because the unexpected
Would love to hear your screams

In the untamed lands
Law and order are nowhere around
In the end, there'll be nothing left
Of your shattered spirit to be found