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Children Of Bodom Tokyo Warhearts

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts (Live). Intro. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts (Live). Intro.
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[instrumental]

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts (Live). War of Razors. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts (Live). Háború a borotva.
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(Instrumental)

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Silent Night, Bodom Night. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Silent Night, Bodom Night.
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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 lake

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Intro. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Intro.
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: [instrumental]

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Warheart. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Warheart.
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When the daylight strikes, I hide in my trench and die [chorus] Warheart! With no remains of compassion or love Warheart! Hate your fellow as yourself I'm the warheart

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Bed Of Razors. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Bed Of borotva.
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: I see the candle light burning in your eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames On this pitch-black summer night... of passion and pain The razor caressed

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. War Of Razors. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. War Of borotva.
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: (Instrumental)

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Hatebreeder. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Hatebreeder.
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: I found session, betrayed now, it's on now, I saw, human, I see so Well I am certain of, I don't know how, other souls beyond this smile I hate you

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Deadnight Warrior. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Deadnight Warrior.
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: Before the Daylight falls to rest, into shadows, Soon I'll be on a black-night trip, I'll fly across the sky. It's not a lonely flight, This one'll

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Downfall. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Bukás.
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: The night of timeless fire is drawing near I flee... Throughout the years of throe Watching through a mirror, as I fall apart I see a wreck, I'm burning

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Towards Dead End. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Dead End felé.
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: No flickering light at the end of the path Confront repressions of the past Fear... Prevail... Insanity... Obey! Draw back in silence to dwell in anxiety

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Lake Bodom. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Lake Bodom.
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: Get me some divison, I called the dead by night to the god! Allay the chaos! Chains to my last victim! Set up the lights on the way to the skies Raising

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Touch Like Angel Of Death. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Touch Like Angel of Death.
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: a glance to my eyes, deep within reveals this worn-out warrior's mind i'm killing you by suffering discomposure of a deepest kind in the night i crave

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Intro. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Intro.
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[instrumental]

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. War Of Razors. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. War Of borotva.
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(Instrumental)

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Lake Bodom. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Lake Bodom.
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Get me some divison, I called the dead by night to the god! Allay the chaos! Chains to my last victim! Set up the lights on the way to the skies Raising

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Warheart. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Warheart.
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guide When the daylight strikes, I hide in my trench and die [chorus] Warheart! With no remains of compassion or love Warheart! Hate your fellow as yourself I'm the warheart

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Children Of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Bed Of Razors. Children of Bodom. Tokyo Warhearts. Bed Of borotva.
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I see the candle light burning in your eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames On this pitch-black summer night... of passion and pain The razor caressed

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