| Song | Riot of Violence |
| Artist | Kreator |
| Album | At the Pulse of Kapitulation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Petrozza, Reil | |
| Greedy for blood | |
| Paralysed by power | |
| The decision to die | |
| Tales of terror | |
| Deep in the corner | |
| Passion to kill | |
| Corpse on the ground | |
| Minds starts to chill | |
| A man lies in the corner, covered with blood | |
| Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god | |
| People pass him by, but they say | |
| Why should we care about him? he will die today | |
| Riot of violence | |
| Find your own way | |
| You must go alone | |
| Kill all next to you | |
| They want the throne | |
| The infectious disease | |
| Is the only life | |
| You're scared to death | |
| Die by their knife | |
| A man lies in the corner, covered with blood | |
| Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god | |
| People pass him by, but they say | |
| Why should we care about him? he will die today | |
| Brutality and mighty wars, warriors start to fight | |
| With bombs and guns, the troops have come to extinguish the light | |
| I'd rather not go wild tonight, but I must save myself | |
| On a field littered with corpses | |
| Stands a lonely flower | |
| It reminds the world how it was | |
| But we kicked it away with power |
| zuo ci : Petrozza, Reil | |
| Greedy for blood | |
| Paralysed by power | |
| The decision to die | |
| Tales of terror | |
| Deep in the corner | |
| Passion to kill | |
| Corpse on the ground | |
| Minds starts to chill | |
| A man lies in the corner, covered with blood | |
| Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god | |
| People pass him by, but they say | |
| Why should we care about him? he will die today | |
| Riot of violence | |
| Find your own way | |
| You must go alone | |
| Kill all next to you | |
| They want the throne | |
| The infectious disease | |
| Is the only life | |
| You' re scared to death | |
| Die by their knife | |
| A man lies in the corner, covered with blood | |
| Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god | |
| People pass him by, but they say | |
| Why should we care about him? he will die today | |
| Brutality and mighty wars, warriors start to fight | |
| With bombs and guns, the troops have come to extinguish the light | |
| I' d rather not go wild tonight, but I must save myself | |
| On a field littered with corpses | |
| Stands a lonely flower | |
| It reminds the world how it was | |
| But we kicked it away with power |
| zuò cí : Petrozza, Reil | |
| Greedy for blood | |
| Paralysed by power | |
| The decision to die | |
| Tales of terror | |
| Deep in the corner | |
| Passion to kill | |
| Corpse on the ground | |
| Minds starts to chill | |
| A man lies in the corner, covered with blood | |
| Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god | |
| People pass him by, but they say | |
| Why should we care about him? he will die today | |
| Riot of violence | |
| Find your own way | |
| You must go alone | |
| Kill all next to you | |
| They want the throne | |
| The infectious disease | |
| Is the only life | |
| You' re scared to death | |
| Die by their knife | |
| A man lies in the corner, covered with blood | |
| Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god | |
| People pass him by, but they say | |
| Why should we care about him? he will die today | |
| Brutality and mighty wars, warriors start to fight | |
| With bombs and guns, the troops have come to extinguish the light | |
| I' d rather not go wild tonight, but I must save myself | |
| On a field littered with corpses | |
| Stands a lonely flower | |
| It reminds the world how it was | |
| But we kicked it away with power |