Ultra Violence - Lizzy Borden

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