Tribal Furies - Exumer

Tonight they’re out to feed, bound by loyalty

Some will be erased, combat the human race

They no longer thrive on death but who’s alive?

An army out for war, battle demons abhor

No one will be speared in this brutal infestation

Hordes are spreading in this sadistic implication

Graves, numbers and plagues none saved

We want to bring you torment an endless night

We want to see you suffer with all our might

Tonight they’re out to hate deciding you all fate

None shall remain alive losing every fight

Knuckles turn purple blue desecrating all of you

Plain is the look of fear, advancing from the rear

None are spared, hordes and hell, graves for plagues

Born to maim and kill, destruct turmoil, a new design

Everybody suffers everyone dies

Battle scars tattered and soiled

Fierce we ride to collect the spoils

Forgotten dreams, lost lives we all fall side by side

Death will greet you, every turn kill you

Cold in tire you burn

No one will be speared in this brutal infestation

Hordes are spreading in this sadistic implication

Graves, numbers and plagues none saved

We want to bring you torment an endless night

We want to see you suffer with all our might