| When I was a baby, I was born!
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| But I wasn’t born in a hospital.
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| I was
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| BORN
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| IN
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| BLOOD!
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| Yayy!
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| Rah!
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| This town to which I’ve come is hellish
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| Full of malice, the sun has vanished
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| Now it’s overrun with rabid grubs and maggots
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| So I guess it’s good I’m hooded
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| Clad in rugged rags and brandishing a massive bloody mallet
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| The Hunter’s plan is plundering an underground pungent palace overrun with
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| baddies
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| A Chalice dungeon, that is
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| And should I perish in this parish, this gothic ghetto
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| Fret not, I’m coming back to get my blood echoes!
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| Bloodborne, we were born in blood
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| Snuff all of your torches and throw up your hoods
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| Bloodborne, we were born in blood
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| Now we rise from the dark like morning wood
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| The graveyard’s my playground, swing on the beast claw
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| Logarius merry-go-round
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| Did you ever see saw?
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| I want to play a game, flamespray and maim
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| Any tainted dog, beast, boar or maiden
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| Man I flay and aim my blade
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| Spread their brains on the pavement like Mayonnaise
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| 'til their late like passengers on Merseyrail Railways
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| How I miss the gay old days, sun on my pale face
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| Nah, son I’m a trailblazer
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| Never save, no failsafe
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| These doomed peasents' future isn’t too pleasant
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| Little more than a source of food for the moon presence
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| So you’d better use your communion runes or do penance
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| For absolution shall elude you without true repentance
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| Neuter you with a Saw Cleaver, leave you with a sore beaver
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| It’ll hurt more than missing spoiler alerts on Saul Teasers
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| Or biting grapeshot you thought were some maltesers
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| This region’s never even seen a person called Jesus
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| Bloodborne, we were born in blood
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| Snuff all of your torches and throw up your hoods
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| Bloodborne, we were born in blood
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| Now we rise from the dark like morning wood (rah)
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| Watch the Brick Troll, his hits sting more than rick rolls
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| Or sticking a Tonitrus right into your dickhole
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| I use a hunchback as a human punchbag
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| And when I’m done I have him running back to school without his lunchpack
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| And here’s a fun fact: my Hunter Axe
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| Has a somewhat different function that it would were I a lumberjack
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| I’m sick enough to recite that Monty Python bit
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| While swiping it from side to side in the middle of a viper pit
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| How did I get my job? |
| Where did I find the gig?
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| Let’s just put it this way: I didn’t apply for it
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| And I might be sick, but the true boss isn’t me exactly
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| Tip your hat to Mr. Hidetaka Miyazaki
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| Bloodborne, we were born in blood
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| Snuff all of your torches and throw up your hoods
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| Bloodborne, we were born in blood
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| Now we rise from the dark like morning wood
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| (Bloodborne, we were born in blood)
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| (Snuff all of your torches and throw up your hoods)
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| (Bloodborne, we were born in blood)
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| (Now we rise from the dark like morning wood) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bloodborne , by - Dan Bull. Song from the album Generation Gaming IX, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп