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Children of Bodom
2005.10.30. 10:16
I see the candle light burning in your
eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames
On this pitch-black summer night...
of passion and pain
The razor caressed my flesh
and my arms turned red, I feel a vast desire
Years of pain are flowing down my arms.
Sweet, red, warm stream you drink, make me released
Give me your hand, let me make you feel the ease,
in the bed of razors we bleed together...
I feel the fire burning in my heart,
I see it sparkling in your eyes
The blaze you're feeding more and more
The razor caressed your flesh and your arms turned red.
I feel your vast desire
Tearing pain is flowing down your arms.
Sweet, red, warm stream I drink to make you released
Holding your arms, cherish this composure,
in the bed of razors we sleep together, forever...
Let's go!
That's it, where to go?
Should I tell you where I wanna go?
We'll die there be motherfucking there broad away to be
All wilted way, I'll show you the place where I wanna die
We're gonna die in pain
Don't hurt my eyes, I feel the flame
Starts slowly die (...starts slowly die)
Words rising high (...words rising high)
We'll pay you the Bodom beach terror
I aim at the point where fire gets life
I play darkness strive
Watch your eyes and believe in your lie
Trust me before you die
Bodom beach terror!
Go go!
To the place where you really wanna go
From the dark away to hit lights, to hit that human light
One minute shape to hit time where you gonna go
I bet you're gonna hit ya to tear you down to a place you've never seen
I aim at the point where fire gets life
I play darkness strive
Watch your eyes and believe in your lie
Trust me before you die
Bodom beach terror!
Ooh right!
Gods of thunder, lightning, and rain
Lustful succubuses of death and pain
Are gathered tonight up in the steel sky
Down on the field of battle stand
Warriors draped in leather with iron swords in hand
Ready to sing their enemies their last lullabies
The sunlight disappears, only torchlights break the dark
Depressive silence broken only by hard pounding hearts
Mist falls down shrouding the field in mystery
After this night all false metallers will rest in peace
The metal horde raise their swords and hail
Iron, steel, metal
Iron, steel and metal
Sure of their coming victory, they swear on
Iron, steel, metal
Iron, steel and metal
The massive volume of their chanting, false ears bleed
It's nothing but a massacre when the titans clash with the weak
Trying to put us down cries out for revenge
The gods of metal will blow the wimps away
The metal horde raise their swords and hail
Iron, steel, metal
Iron, steel and metal
Sure of their coming victory, they swear on
Iron, steel, metal
Iron, steel and metal
The metal horde raise their swords and hail
Iron, steel, metal
Iron, steel and metal
Sure of their coming victory, they swear on
Iron, steel, metal
Iron, steel and metal
The metal horde raise their swords and hail
Iron, steel, metal
Iron, steel and metal
Sure of their coming victory, they swear on
Iron, steel, metal
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 wings, no flying high.
Another night, another demise,
Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice.
I'll let the wind blow out the light,
Cause it gets more painful every time I die.
Out of strength to fight,
I cannot take another night.
I cannot take it no more,
Lust of light slips through my fingers.
Like blood on my arms.
Black candle wax has buried me...
Another night, another demise,
Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice.
I'll let the wind blow out the light,
Cause it gets more painful every time I die.
You`re the one who plays with fire in the night,
you`re the one who scares people with the scythe
You`re the one to tell Him to ever live by,
you`re the Lord to shaking all alone
(You're alone!)
Now you left me out to drop His sight:
I wasn't ready for the sunlight to come to my heart
Take me with you, take me far; take me away from the painless soul
Drop the haze; save the skies... reaper never lies
Now running out to forever alone,
sweating and shivering; cold right to the bone
Pain is come; control to fall...
become for the mad to escape with a bottle from this world
You`re far too alive: try back to the sky
I wasn't ready for the scythe... get me down to the trough
Like lightning from the sky,
the moon is up with pride; go listen, take away
Your place for my lying out... being high, come Heaven above
Drop it now: it falls alive; take me to the sky
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AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
