On the eve of their deaththey are baptizedin the unholy waters of BodomWith no hint of the torture awaitingto greet them at the break of dawnChorusWhen the calm is setting inWell watch it swiftly disappearToo many years of silencesoon hes bound to reappearThe Reaperis calling for you to come homeWith the thrust of a switchbladeon the grip of a madmanAnd the waters of Bodomturn a blood shade of redAs the Children Of Bodomtake their last breathChorusAnd now decades lateron this haunted shorewe all better take caution...for the reaper wants more..