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AOD lyrics : "Bump In The Night"

Ima give your body the gift it craves
Ima whoop ya Ashe, then Ima dig ya Graves
Don't even need items, put 'em back on the shelf

With 3 ghouls and a revenant I 5 v 1 by myself
The apocalypse personified, I'm every Horseman
Pentakill Yorick? HAHA Of course man

At 3 minutes in, the tower's gone and I'm fed
Your team is runnin from zombies like its Dawn of the Dead
I command life and Death with just a wave of My hand

Lets go on vacation, take a trip to Dead Island
I'm the gatekeeper- you can call me Zuul
Found a spot for your grave, Heres a shovel, can you Dig it Fool?

No reason to worry, Death aint that scary man
Take 2 coins for the ferry man and I'll just keep on buryin
The luxury of afterlife; the caddy coup de ville-a

I'll make you dance like you on Mike Jackson's Thriller
Rip the tear of the goddess right out of her eye
Light a kitten on fire and Iaugh when Old Yeller dies

I'm a God without pity, you've lost your Free will
This is Racoon City and I'm the Resident Evil



You're losing the game, your team can't feed without you
And you're so vein you prob'ly think this allchat's about you

You redefine feeding with your arterial bleeding
Take a pint on our first meeting and stop your heart beating
Your QQ has no meaning like a sheep's bleating

I checked your palm reading and your lifeline is fleeting
I'll need your measurements and a lozenge for your fit of coffin
I've ended more innocent lives than grand moff, and

i Got so many fans that I always stay cool
You're just my type, come relax in my pool
Ordered noobs for breakfast and your team served a grand slam

You're more disheartening than the tin man's angiogram
Like a bad refrigerator you can't run
I'll be your hemo-liberator just for fun

My jokes like brand in an incinerator overdone
I'm a fatty physicist, I invented trans-fusion.
Ya clown, you drownin in the Tides of blood

With my face next to yours at the top of your HUD
Your health keeps droppin and its makin my bar fill
Check my sunfire cape: real vampires Sparkle


Come play with me, you wont get a loss
I don't have a football, but theres bandages to toss

Where are we going? We should find some friends
If we don't I'll throw you a tantrum that never ends
Hey, come back, I wanna cuddle, let me Give you a Hug

You guys are dumber and meaner than low elo PUGs
My touch isn't cursed, trust me, I swear!
I don't know why these teamfights always end in Despair

Im cryin like the victim of a captiol crime
The most banned or picked champion of all time
Undeath aint so bad, cuz life is full of crappiness

I may be a kid, but I know money cant buy happiness
Im richer than a stripper on a Rolls Royce
Im sadder than a marathon of Sophie's Choice

Im smaller than a chogath with no food in his tummy
But no one survives the Curse of the Sad Mummy
ROPE TAG! You're it! Why aren't you running?

Do you still want to play, or is that my team coming?
That was probably the most fun ive ever had. Ever.
When you're done respawning, lets be friends forever


Another blue ribbon for Hecarim
You runnin for the hills, hop the ocean, take a Hecka-swim

I don't like your odds n00b, they lookin Hecka- grim
Ima tear your skinny ashe limb from Hecka-limb
It's all for naught when your team gets caught

Givin you Equinophobia via Shadow Onslaught
Faster than the signature move from Guile
Behold the might of the Shadow Isles

Im on a rampage, a warpath, a charge so devastating
Summoners afraid to pick me- check the n00bs hesitating
Shakespeare on the rift cuz I've mastered the tragic

Your team is in discord, suffering is magic
Ima crush you underfoot- war is eternal
Down and dirty like the floor when youre usin the urinal
I am beyond death n00b- the Shadow approaches
Hear my hooves pound the earth- watch you scatter like roaches

The Spirit of Dread will make your souls a feast
Say my name 3 times- beg for release
Break their ranks, the living will fall, trample their bones
Never relent, ride out, the grave is callin- answer your phones

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