Cavalera Conspiracy - Ultra-Violent Lyrics

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Ultra-Violent

Ultra-Violent Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Ultra-Violent By Cavalera Conspiracy?
[Chorus]
Control... Ultra-violent come and take control Your soul? Ultra-violent come and crush your soul The storm? Ultra-violent coming with the storm Your world? Ultra-violent come destroy your world Feel the agony, crawling on your knees Feel the agony and the bloodshed Til there's nothing left to bleed Til there's nothing left to bleed Til there's nothing left to [Chorus] Control Ultra-violent come and take control Your soul... Ultra-violent come and crush your soul The storm Ultra-violent coming with the storm Your world? Ultra-violent come destroy your world [Chorus] Feel the agony, crawling on your knees Feel the agony and the bloodshed Til there?s nothing left to bleed Til there?s nothing left to bleed Til there?s nothing left to Bolshy, viddy, dies irae Malchicks, bezoomi, dies irae Devotchkas, droogs, dies irae Bolnoi, besoomi, dies irae Bolnoi, bolshy, dies irae Droogs, devotchkas, dies irae Bezoomi, malchicks, dies irae Viddy, bolshy, dies irae [Chorus] Control Ultra-violent come and take control Your soul... Ultra-violent come and crush your soul |
Who Wrote Ultra-Violent By Cavalera Conspiracy?
Igor G. Cavalera, Joe Duplantier, Marc Justin Rizzo, Massimiliano Cavalera, Massimiliano A Cavalera
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What's The Duration Of The Ultra-Violent By Cavalera Conspiracy?The duration of Ultra-Violent is 3:47 minutes and seconds. |
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