, let's go Bodom after midnight Bodom after midnight, yea Bodom after midnight Bodom after midnight, yea Kill Bodom after midnight Bodom after midnight, yea Bodom after midnight Bodom
what I am? We are children of rebellion We'll fight, we'll bleed Don't try to come to preach Over us and over me We're children of decadence We're right
s for But I'd swear this motherfuckin' shit is rotten to the core The portal has been past and it's time to make a turn To follow the reaper until the
Go! I was born in ashes of molten hatred Raised by the demons in abodes of the end The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled
Hell-hound, hot leather on your legs You're riding on is hell-bound And you're the one they claim That smokin powder keg It's going down in flames Hellion
Yea ho Yea ho The faint blaze of the candle of my life Slowly dying like a fire in a pouring rain No sparks of hope inside No shooting stars on my sky
Aaa aoh I can't waste away I'm slowly losin' my way forever I better raise your slave for me anymore Daylight's sin inside Days growing closer, wait
wasn't ready for the sunlight To come to my heart You're alone Take me with you, take me far Take me away from the painless soul Drop the haze, save the skies Reaper
're so far away, I can your scent, when i carries your shadow, and if you truly want I'll cross the line I'll follow. I'm dreaming my way out from down
Rip and cut and mutilate the innocent His friends, and again and again and on and on You make me own my life in hell My kingdom back to the bound You
s for, but I'd swear this mothafuckin' shit is rotten to the core. [Prech.] The portal has been past and it's time to make a turn, to follow the reaper
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for, but I'd swear this mothafuckin' shit is rotten to the core. [Prech.] The portal has been past and it's time to make a turn, to follow the reaper
: The faint blaze of the candle of my life, slowly dying like a fire in a pouring rain. No sparks of hope inside, no shooting stars on my sky. On broken
need, we are children of rebellion, we'll fight, we'll bleed. Don't try to come to preach over us and over me, we're children of decadence, we're right
: I can't waste away, I'm slowly losing my way forever Better raise your slave for me anymore Daylight's sin inside, day's growing closer, wait for pain