TRIBAL

The Phoenix rising, from the flames,
Ancient symbols, people's names,
MODERN PRIMITIVES, world's apart,
Express themselves, In Tribal Art.
Already had, the Tribal taste,
Of silver rings, below your waist,
But now you seek, a different pain,
That will leave, a perfect stain.

Tribal, paint your body with... your own mind.
Tribal, body???

You take a trip, to Tribal land,
I don't have to, hold your hand.
Welcome sting, like burning knife.
This idea, is here for life.
I won't care, if sands of time.
Then fade the colour, below the line,
I've always known, the meaning in,
The burdens player?, in blood and skin.

Tribal, paint your body with... your own mind.
Tribal body???
Tribal, make a canvass of... your skin.
Tribal, decorate the shape... you are in.

Tribal, paint your body with... your own mind.
Tribal, body.......??? it is where....
Tribal, make a canvass of... your skin.
Tribal, decorate the shape... you are in.
Tribal, paint your body with... your own mind.
Tribal, bodu.......??? it is where....
Tribal, make a canvass of... your skin.
Tribal, decorate the shape... you are in.
Tribal, Tribal, Tribal..