Lyrics
The slayings at Bodom from so long ago
Still carry a secret of which nobody knows
A seed that was planted as the night turned to dawn
Will now bring me life as the reaper's spawn
I am a bastard of Bodom and I walk alone
As I follow the reaper to lead me home
My victims shall perish on the shores of this lake
As they look upon me to stare death in the face
Don't need a reason and I won't tell you why
I'll just take you to hell by the edge of my scythe!
I was born to end life, I can take any form
A shape shifting demon killing for sport
Like father, like son, this is my fate
Taking your lives and breeding hate!
I don't need a reason and I won't tell you why
I'll just take you to hell by the edge of my scythe!
