Children Of Bodom

They said drinking is a way to die.
But I fear, dying is a way to drink.
Blooddrunk
I'll break or dance, let you decide.
Too much of foreign you bring on by.
Do you have something to blame in such short time ?
You are the one crying.
Degenerate, throwing the wreck of life.
Someone is spilling your own blood.
That's very hot, scars already made.
Ready for another drink anyone ?
They talk to you but no we don't.
We thought maybe you gone too far.