In the silence of darkness, among the shadows of the dead we hear a wolf howling hungry to wake up children of the graves
unripe Vengeance! The cult that serves as revenge
has put forward it´ s fangs to declare a fucking WAR!
Only calmless spirits of corpses are passing by the altars of Bodom where everything but death is a lie
to spill your blood to become our wine
we´ ll reborn reality where only the wild will survive
The clash of wickedness evils take Bodom blood red
we have gathered our soul to praise the triumph of death
Chorus
Children of Bodom angry are rising
running amok, slaying with a sense of desire
from the twilight of the past, among the victims who died