I don't need a reason
I let violence guide my hand
I am the angry season
I was born to end your bloodline
Call it revenge
Call it haunting the bad man
Queen Kerosene
Executing the deadpan
Deliver us from the silence of head-bangs
Nights are for folklore
Nights are for night pain
A terror tide with the flick of my wrist
Esta noche
Esta noche
I don't need a reason
I let violence guide my hand
I am the angry season
I was born to end your bloodline
A night rock and a quickity-quick crime
Don't threaten me with the promise of good times
I don't need a reason
I let violence guide my hand
I am the angry season
I was born to end your bloodline
I don't need a reason
I don't need a reason
I don't need a reason
I was born to end your bloodline
