6. Ultra Violence 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