Bodom after midnight sur Follow the reaper

Bodom after midnight sur Follow the reaper
Bodom after midnight

(Hang on) got to go
Preview what they oughtta know
Keep your head down and fucking die
(Wake up) rise and shine
Gotta take another pint
Dig heads and watch out for the night
When the sun comes down and the moon comes up in the sky
The battle of the day and the night

(Kill, kill, kill) go fuck another one
Candlelight burns in a wood so high
On a carpet (flying high) take it down to the other side
The way beyond it may lie
When the moon comes up and is rescuing under the night
The reaper is on the other side, let's go

Bodom after midnight
Bodom after midnight yeah
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# Posté le mercredi 23 mai 2007 05:57

Children of decadence sur Follow the reaper

Children of decadence sur Follow the reaper
Children of decadence

Running under cover of the moonlight
shadow death row. At the night we're
running wild with no hope for tomorrow...
No tomorrow!!!

As we're walking through the fire,
that burns within us all. If ya wanna take
a glance to the blaze of pain, you'll never
be the same.

You wanna get closer and get a taste
of death? I know ya wanna fuck me down
til' I'm bleeding red. I couldn't care less,
I'll end up rotting in mud, so c'mon mothafucka
and gimme yer best shot.

You really thought you'd see through what
I am and what I 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, we're real, we will fight, we'll bleed,
we're mothafucking dying breed, we're dying...

All wrecked and fucked I wonder if this is the way
I'm supposed to go. But that is all I ever got, that
is all I'll ever get, so I just let it go..
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# Posté le mercredi 23 mai 2007 06:02

Everytime I die sur Follow the reaper

Everytime I die sur Follow the reaper
Everytime I die

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 hight...

Another night, another demise,
Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice...
I`ll let the wind blow out the light
cuz its gets more painful every time i die.

Out of strenght 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
cuz its gets more painful every time i die.
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# Posté le mercredi 23 mai 2007 08:30

Mask of sanity sur Follow the reaper

Mask of sanity sur Follow the reaper
Mask of sanity

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
I cannot wait another night to be alone

Voices are calling me, 'be my night!' this devil's sigh
Yeah, shadows are tainting me, yeah,
I know that only you can render pain

Peace of mind, you run away from me
So make me lose my mask of sanity

I can't waste away, I'm slowly getting my way forever
Better is what I used to feel alone
Shattered light's sin in taint, day's growing longer, wait for pain
I cannot wait another night to be with you

Peace of mind, you run away from me
So make me lose my mask of sanity

Peace of mind, you run away from me
So make me lose my mask of sanity
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# Posté le mercredi 23 mai 2007 08:33

Taste of my scythe sur Follow the reaper

Taste of my scythe sur Follow the reaper
Taste of my scythe

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 say you don't make it alone; kingdom back to the Lord

Falling, I say; you too, falling; you too, born to die

Come with hate
Come and die

One day I'll face you all alone,
enduring out with wind and ice
It's payback time; it's your demise sought to feel:
they'll taste of my scythe

You say my ear, my God who help me, God take yours in shame
Back too low, I want your head on a plate to feel my eyes

Come with me, I want your blood to save it on my eyes
I want you and in the plate to be coming in the sky (sky!)

Come with hate
Come and try

One day I'll face you all alone,
enduring out with wind and ice
It's payback time; it's your demise until they feel:
taste of my scythe
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# Posté le mercredi 23 mai 2007 08:37