Listen to the sound of violence
Sneaking around the streets
In a cold november night
I have lost my guiding light
So I dive into a black world
A shadowplay is loom
With no expectations I must wait
For things that are coming soon
When the seven senses are blurring
And it feels like getting drowned
Lost all hope of resurrection
Bloody pressure hits me down
The feeding of the bone machine
Was not a warden's tale
It's the dirty business for the scum
They've got poor souls for sale
The sound of violence echoes in my ears
Mind-expanding with this noise of crushing bones
Instantly I lose my sense of gravity
On a cruel and bloody trip that brings me home
The warden steps behind me
Strikes me with his iron fist
So I have no chance to run away
I breathe this poisoned mist
I'm perfectly out of control
The warden takes a rest
But at least I use the bone machine
To give him all the best
The sound of violence echoes in my ears
Mind-expanding with the noise of crushing bones
Instantly I lose my sense of gravity
On a cruel and bloody trip that brings me home