Sound of Violence

Make some room for the afterlife

Golden gates, a happy wife

Nothing compares to the sound of our violence

Great destroyer, you plant the seed

Live in guilt and the loser's grief, but

Nothing compares to the sound of their violence, no

No, nothing compares to the sound of their violence

Somewhere, we're laughing in far away places instead

You'll say what you will when you know we're just hanging by a thread (Oh)

Take your time, take your time, don't lose your head

And all you pretty ones, you're sitting still

The getting's easy so have your fill, well

Nothing compares to the sound of your violence

Ain't it funny how the years go by?

Nothing changing long as we're alive, but

Nothing compares to the sound of our violence, no

Nothing compares to the sound of-

Somewhere, we're laughing in far away places instead

You'll say what you will when you know we're just hanging by a thread