This is violence
In its purest form
What it is truly made for
Love and hatred flow through my throat
With this microphone in my hand

We are the voice for the voiceless among unholy kingdoms drunk with blasphemy
We are continents wide and oceans deep
The blood of the saints is splashed across the ruins, like a holy holocaust
We will return and you will hear an uproar of lost souls

There will be violence! (x2)

Perverse works are in vain
Though the light may now seem dim
The whole world chases after him
This is a movement abandoning hate and preaching war

We are the voice for the voiceless among unholy kingdoms drunk with blasphemy
We are continents wide and oceans deep
The blood of the saints is splashed across the ruins, like a holy holocaust
We will return and you will hear an uproar of lost souls

For the unbelievers who repeatedly try to retain their "faith in humanity"
I promise there will be violence

There will be violence!
There will be violence!

There...
Will...
Be...
Violence...

Violence!