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Tekster: Children Of Bodom. Follow The Reaper. Children of Decadence.

Ow
Running under cover of the moonlight
Shadow death row
At the night we'll be running, wild with no hope
For tomorrow
No tomorrow

As we're walking through the fire
That burns within us all
If ya wanna take a glance to the blaze of pain
You would never be the same

You wanna get closer and get a taste of death
Uh, I know ya wanna fuck me down till I'm bleeding red
I couldn't care less I'll end up rotting in mud
So c'mon mothafucka and gimme yer best shot

You really thought you'd see through
What I am? And what I am?
We are children of rebellion
We'll fight, we'll bleed

Don't try to come to preach
Over us and over me
We're children of decadence
We're right, we're real
We will fight, we'll win
We're mothafucking dying breed, we're dying

All wrecked and fucked I wonder
If this is the way I'm supposed to go
But that is all I ever got
That is all I'll ever get
So I just let it go

As we're walking through the fire
That burns within us all
If ya wanna take a glance to the blaze of pain
You will never be the same

You wanna get closer and get a taste of death
Uh, I know ya wanna fuck me down till I'm bleeding red
I couldn't care less I'll end up rotting in mud
So c'mon mothafucka and gimme yer best shot

You really thought you'd see through
What I am? And what I am?
We are children of rebellion
We'll fight, we'll bleed

Don't try to come to preach
Over us and over me
We're children of decadence
We're right, we're real
We will fight, we'll win
We're mothafucking dying breed
Watch where we're dying

You wanna get closer and get a taste of death
Uh, I know ya wanna fuck me down till I'm bleeding red
I couldn't care less I'll end up rotting in mud
So c'mon mothafucka, gimme yer best shot

You really thought you'd see through
What I am? And what I am?
We are children of rebellion
We'll fight, we'll bleed

Don't try to come to preach
Over us and over me
We're children of decadence
We're right, we're real
We will fight, we'll win
We're mothafucking dying breed
Watch where we're dying