Pet, attack, and draw forth blood
Sink your fangs and bring a flood
Summon spirits armed to kill
Bind them to my heinous will
You've seen your final living day
Now face your indolent decay
You won't reach heaven, I'll be terse:
This land of milk and honey's cursed!
The light at the end of your tunnel is me
I bring no salvation and bound you shall be
The blood that courses through my veins,
Bewitched, it is. Corrupt! Profane!
My baneful touch will leave you numb
Be sure, my Gods bring worse to come
Prepare to face the hellish flames
As pitchforks stab, play twisted games
Should you escape their wrath so black
Be rest assured, I'll bring you back
i think my answer fits everything pretty well besides the one line in red.