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In the silence of darkness, among the shadows of the dead we hear
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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 Bodom blood red
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We have gathered our souls to praise the triumph of Death
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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
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has survived!
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Children Of Bodom
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