Lyrics Silent Night, Bodom Night - Live in Japan - Children of Bodom
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                eve 
                                                of 
                                                their 
                                                death
 
                                    
                                
                                                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 
                                                wants 
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                grip 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                madman
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                waters 
                                                of 
                                                Bodom
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                    a 
                                                blood 
                                                shade 
                                                of 
                                                red
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                Children 
                                                Of 
                                                Bodom
 
                                    
                                
                                                Take 
                                                their 
                                                last 
                                                breath.
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Solo)
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                calm 
                                                is 
                                                setting 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                watch 
                                                it 
                                                swiftly 
                                                disappear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                many 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                silence
 
                                    
                                
                                                Soon 
                                                he's 
                                                bound 
                                                to 
                                                reappear
 
                                    
                                 
                            
                                Album
                                
Children of Bodom                                
                                
                            
                        1 Deadnight Warrior - Live in Japan
2 Lake Bodom - Live in Japan
3 Silent Night, Bodom Night - Live in Japan
4 Wrath Within
5 Hatebreeder
6 Touch Like Angel Of Death
7 The Nail
8 Lake Bodom
9 Red Light In My Eyes, Pt. 2
10 Red Light In My Eyes, Pt. 1
11 Iron, Steel, Metal
12 Repent (Whore)
13 In The Shadows
14 Deadnight Warrior
15 Hatebreeder - Live in Japan
16 Touch Like Angel Of Death - Live In Japan
17 Silent Night, Bodom Night - Live in Stockholm
18 Sixpounder - Live in Stockholm
19 Living Dead Beat - Live in Stockholm
20 Trashed, Lost and Strungout
21 Next In Line
22 Punch Me I Bleed
23 If You Want Peace... Prepare For War
24 Hate Crew Deathroll
25 Lil' Bloodred Ridin' Hood
26 Triple Corpse Hammerblow
27 Bodom Beach Terror
28 Hate Me
29 Taste Of My Scythe
30 Hate Me! - Live in Stockholm
31 Deadbeats I - Live in Stockholm
32 Needled 24/7 - Live in Stockholm
33 Roadkill Morning
34 Banned from Heaven
35 Done with Everything, Die for Nothing
36 Tie My Rope
37 Smile Pretty for the Devil
38 One Day You Will Cry
39 Lobodomy
40 Blooddrunk
41 Hellhounds on My Trail
42 Downfall (Live in Stockholm)
43 Lake Bodom - Live in Stockholm
44 Are You Dead Yet - Live in Stockholm
45 Bodom After Midnight / Bodom Beach Terror - Live in Stockholm
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