| Yaw, yaw
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| In the silence of darkness, the among the shadows of the dead we hear now
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| A wolf howling hungry to wake up children of the graves
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| Unripe Vengeance! |
| The cult that serves as revenge
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| Has put forward it’s fangs to declare a fucking WAR!
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| Only calmless spirits of corpses are passing by the altars of Bodom
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| Where everything but death is a lie
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| To spill your blood to become our wine
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| We’ll reborn really where only the wild will survive
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| The clash of wickedness veils Lake by Bodom blood red
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| We have gathered our souls to praise the triumph of Death
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| Yaw, yaw
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| Children of Bodom
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| Angry are rising
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| Running amok, slaying
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| With a sense of desire
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| From the twilight of the past
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| Among the victims who died
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| Something Wild has survived!
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| Only calmless spirits of corpses are passing by the altars of Bodom
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| Where everything but death is a lie
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| To spill your blood to become our wine
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| We’ll reborn really where only the wild will survive
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| This is the dawn of the final phase, we have gathered our darkened souls to
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| praise the triumph of their death
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| In the dark you’ll be one of us
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| Traitors!
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| Hwa
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| Children of Bodom
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| Angry are rising
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| Running amok, slaying
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| With a sense of desire
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| From the twilight of the past
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| Among the victims who died
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| Something Wild has survived! |