On the eve of their deaths they are baptized in the unholy waters of Bodom With no hint of the torture awaiting to greet them at the break of dawn
For the Reaper once more...
When the calm is setting in We'll watch it swiftly disappear Too many years of silence... Soon he's bound to reappear
The Reaper is calling for you to come home With the thrust of a switchblade and the grip of a madman And the waters of Bodom turn a deep red shade of blood As the Children Of Bodom take their last breath.
When the calm is setting in we'll watch it swiftly disappear Too many years of silence soon he's bound to reappear