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