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