Letras
Noise is the weapon, rhythm's the crime.
Guitar cuts deep, bass shakes the stone,
The sound becomes flesh, no words of our own.
Punch of distortion, scream of the flame,
Every vibration brands with its name.
No lyrics needed, let the fire ignite,
Groove strikes harder than a thousand fights.
Drums keep stompin', riffs break the ground,
No lyrics needed, just the ultimate sound.
Mic turns to silence, I let it fall,
Amps roar thunder, a cathedral's call.
Every downstroke, every war-drum beat,
Voices of steel make the chant complete.
No lyrics needed, the truth is near,
The sound is alive, the only thing clear.
No lyrics needed, forever we scream,
Through rhythm and rage, we forge the dream.