Riding under flame lit skies
Coarse smoke burning towns
Ground shakes under horses' hooves
Raze the ground the fiery warpath
The hordes making their way east
Crisp flesh falls to the black ground
No mercy shown in the field
Their hands hold terror for all
Circling birds linger for death
The innards spill out of the supple flesh
Looking out to greet the carnage
Blood pours from the eyes
Steel boots fall to the earth
Sound of mail and clanging steel
Heads rolling to their feet
Any hope has fled from here
Chased down on steeds of hell
Rope around the ankles
Not a second passes and you're on your back
Being dragged as all around die
The men dine on your fear
They alone hold your fate
Their maniacal laughs can be heard
Heard in lands afar
All around the people screaming
Their days will never be the same
The last moments of their lives
Lived out in bitter pain
The band's debut is full of whiskey-burned growls and maniacal high shrieks, not surprising for a group of Detroit metal vets. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 22, 2016