Pressure’s mounting, building Taking everything No end in sight, madness is all I see Force-fed, scare the masses, not even dreams are real Walls are closing, fear imposing I will find my way, not much left to say Trapped here, cold, bleeding I will fulfill my needing Tighten the noose, it is no use Just born this way Blood from the eyes, everything dies In Fury Death, a burning desire In scorching napalm I’m mired Blistered body, now I strike So savagely Calculating all angles Breaking limbs leave them mangled My noose's knot now untangled, behold the Fury I wake, I cannot wait Tried all this before Subhuman, all wasted I am the criminal Tighten the noose, it is no use (worthless, useless, reckless, heartless, hopeless wretch) Just born this way Blood from the eyes, everything dies (loser, user, self-abuser, you will die) In Fury Death, a burning desire In scorching napalm I’m mired Blistered body, now I strike So savagely Calculating all angles Breaking limbs leave them mangled My noose's knot now untangled, behold the Fury (Vinny sounding really fucking cool, lol) It’s always something You build it from nothing
On the forthcoming Tombs album "All Empires Fall," the band expands their scope and range, balancing brutal riffs with melancholy melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 29, 2016