Из альбома: Menace to Society
Bleed through the black we brake
The silence without presence known
Out for some bashing ultra-violence
In the pleasure zone
Malicious are we not
We are true patriots
We'll see what life this night of lightning
Has in store for us
Hear our cries in the night
All for one
Wheels are turning, sky is burning
Always on the run
Unleash the beast that lies inside us
On the roundabout
We always find there's always time
For a bit of the old in and out
We roam the streets in sought
We take just what we want
You are invited lending energy expeditures
Hear our cries in the night
All for one
Wheels are turning, sky is burning
Always on the run
Wheels are turning, sky is burning
Ultra-violent sons
Wheels are turning, sky is burning
Always on the run
Wheels are turning, sky is burning
Ultra-violent sons
Wheels are turning, sky is burning
Always on the run
Wheels are turning, sky is burning
Ultra-violent sons