No flickering light at the end of the path Confront repressions of the past Fear... Prevail... Insanity... Obey! Draw back in silence to dwell in anxiety
Dear diary, what have I done? Am I trippin' or am I alive? Once I've decided I've got stories to tell No way in hell was that just Another motherfuckin
'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
Live the years of danger live on the road To the point there's nothing to lose Regrets all you want it to be! In the blink of an eye you're fighting
come home With the thrust of a switchblade on the grip of a madman And the waters of Bodom turn a blood shade of red As the Children Of Bodom lake their
Pulling the last cry - I was alive While I'm down in my hatred, weird retch My god has set you on fire The day and the darkness light your way When we
To the fucker who let me have a life in the dark Till the day my life ran out Well a day in the dark, a bloody lust of wind, wanna know what it's about
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
with death No one said? I'm a Maniac Fuck yeah, you have no power to ask why! Then I will give you a turn When talking out of your bodom mouth At night
Look out! Once again waiting for the darkness, beat up spun and scarred. Prepare for another war Day by day we decay. Sunlight, get out of my way Dig
Go! Pain ain't even really what you wanna be 5 feet under seeing your humanity The opportunity to divide the opportunity of being apart!! Soon be there
I was born in ashes of molten hatred Raised by demons in abodes of the end The Reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds
An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows
Death be not proud, Though some may called thee mighty and dreadful Thou art not so' Losing the war I'm feigning to leave Though I never tried to
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
only the wild will survive The clash of wickedness veils Lake Bodom blood red We have gathered our souls to praise the triumph of Death Children of Bodom
(They say drinking is a way to die But at the end dying is a way to drink) Unquenchable thirst burns you inside The ruins of already burnt out mind Inexhaustible
