Silent Night, Bodom Night

On the eve of their doom

They are baptized in the unholy waters of Bodom

With no hint of the torture

Awaiting to greet them at the break of dawn

When 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

When the calm is setting in

We'll watch it swiftly disappear

Too many years of silence

Soon, he's bound to reappear