You insult the dying shrub chased
by anaconda jaguars no escape from the jungle
once entered no exit leave hope here
the sun burns or bakes forcibly everything dies
you will run again you will run again in front
of the pyramid of palm trees this world new old
unexplored ancient
beware of the arrows of the cannibals
they are hungry for human flesh run
but you have nowhere to hide
run but there is nothing but jungle around