| Song | Your Days Are Numbered |
| Artist | Children of Bodom |
| Album | Halo Of Blood |
| Gonna do it my way | |
| Promise that one day | |
| All of you are going down | |
| Really just cant wait | |
| To free this pure hate | |
| And that sure as hell is gonna hurt | |
| Do you remember | |
| Thinking I'd surrender | |
| As if I would bow to you | |
| I'm always gonna scream n spit, have a fuckin shitfit | |
| Just wait and you will see | |
| The shining blade of mine has spilled blood before | |
| Dismal. dark feeling is knocking at my door | |
| Your name on my blade I won't erase | |
| Until I get to cut my name on your face | |
| This violent rage I just can't control it anymore | |
| You better pray to god | |
| As I drink your blood | |
| And spit it in your fucking ugly face | |
| On the edge of madness | |
| Riled up, obsessed to see you suffer as you die | |
| Watch the sun going down like the whore that you are | |
| Wait for the moon rising up like my insanity, its on! | |
| Content to set you free, you’re shackled I hold the key | |
| Your days are numbered at thirty three | |
| Come here just follow me | |
| It will be quick you will see | |
| Cos your days are numbered at thirty fucking three |
| Gonna do it my way | |
| Promise that one day | |
| All of you are going down | |
| Really just cant wait | |
| To free this pure hate | |
| And that sure as hell is gonna hurt | |
| Do you remember | |
| Thinking I' d surrender | |
| As if I would bow to you | |
| I' m always gonna scream n spit, have a fuckin shitfit | |
| Just wait and you will see | |
| The shining blade of mine has spilled blood before | |
| Dismal. dark feeling is knocking at my door | |
| Your name on my blade I won' t erase | |
| Until I get to cut my name on your face | |
| This violent rage I just can' t control it anymore | |
| You better pray to god | |
| As I drink your blood | |
| And spit it in your fucking ugly face | |
| On the edge of madness | |
| Riled up, obsessed to see you suffer as you die | |
| Watch the sun going down like the whore that you are | |
| Wait for the moon rising up like my insanity, its on! | |
| Content to set you free, you' re shackled I hold the key | |
| Your days are numbered at thirty three | |
| Come here just follow me | |
| It will be quick you will see | |
| Cos your days are numbered at thirty fucking three |