In Your FaceGO!
Conflict and terror hear the noise.
You're on the edge of a nerve-racking force.
Oh, my god, here's the fight.
Never siege, never riot, must defy.
Well look at me, what do you see?
Lake BodomGet me some divison,
I called the dead by night to the god!
Allay the chaos!
Chains to my last victim!
Set up the lights on the way to the skies
Raising my sword to the lord!
calling your death in a black obsession,
Living Dead BeatLook out!
Once again waiting for the darkness, beat up
spun and scarred. Prepare for another war
Day by day we decay. Sunlight, get out of my way
Dig up yourself from your grave
My generation in the gutter,
Next In LineLet me tell you to try
What did you tell you
Another day goes by
Tell me why does
So this is why
We"re falling down
The...
Rebel YellLast night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumping on the horn
She said, come on baby, you got a license for love
And if it expires, pray help from above
Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
She Is BeautifulI never knew girls existed like you
But now that I do
I'd really like to get to know you
The girl's too young
She don't need any better
It's all coming back
I can feel it
Silent Night, Bodom NightOn 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
SixpounderCan you say what you can't do
In darkness of the eyes
The wrecking voice stain mirror
Awaiting the first sixpounder
I'm gonna show you battle
That's how the pain really is
A little piss to free you down
Всё пройдётВновь о том, что день уходит с земли,
В час вечерний спой мне.
Этот день, быть может, где-то вдали
Мы не однажды вспомним.
Вспомним, как прозрачный месяц плывёт
Над ночной прохладой.
Лишь о том, что всё пройдёт,
Девочка ИисусаJessie is a friend,
Yeah, I know he's been
A good friend of mine
But lately something's changed
That ain't hard to define
Jessie's got himself a girl
And I want to make her mine
And she's watching him with those eyes
Дух Пушкина бесчинствует в столицеДУХ ПУШКИНА БЕСЧИНСТВУЕТ В СТОЛИЦЕ (Сергей Гейченко)
Дух Пушкина бесчинствует в столице.
Летает по дворам и матерится,
Вздыхает о былом и, словно птица,
Летает по дворам и матерится.
Безумие его не умиляет
И современный стих не вдохновляет.
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Title: Children Of Bodom - Ghostriders In The Sky lyrics
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