It's a repeat Throw away your television It's a repeat of a story told It's a repeat and it's getting old Renegades with fancy gauges Slay the plague for it's contagious Pull the plug and take the stages Throw away your television now Time to make this

Obviously you ain't shaking him I see that nigga, I'm slaying him Fuck this shit, I'm tired of this Ain't tryna be your alternate Fuck it, you can stay with him Why the hell you wanna stay with him? You don't know what you could be You ain't don't even

One time if you a bad bitch (one time) Two times just for the savage (two time) All you wanna do is just slay, yeah All you wanna do is just slay, just slay All you wanna do is just slay (ooh) All you wanna do is just slay (woo), just slay You killin'

Black Sails at Midnight Out of the darkness they came With cannons a'raging and torches aflame Slaying all poseurs who stand in their way You're dead by daylight Your fate Too late Go the cold moonlight reflecting off your blade So many centuries spent

Oh, girl, you know it's on (oh yeah) I came here to slay shit (yeah, yeah) All night I'ma work the grave-shift (Lord, Lord) These drugs I'm on, they ain't nothing to play with (sky high) I can't feel my face, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) When I pull up on ya

Cresting the waves Leading us all to the grave Slaying all foes Who dare to oppose His eyes shine like the rays of morning His mouth is as a burning flame Tearing bodies limb from limb Eviscerating on a whim

To spill your blood to become our wine Children Of Bodom, angry are rising Running amok slaying with a sense of desire From the twilight of the past, (among) the victims who died Something wild has survived In the silence of darkness, among the shadows

Bring your hammer Pound the nails Drag that coffin down in hell

For whom the gun tolls For whom the prey weeps Bow before a war Call it religion Some wounds never heal Some tears never will Dry for the unkind Cry for mankind Even the dead cry

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! 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