Death be not proud, though somehave called
Thee mighty and dreadful, art not so

Loosing the war I'm feining to win
Though I never tried to to strive deep
From within
Life could be beautiful
For anybody it's for, but I'd swear this
Mothafuckin' shit is rotten to the core

The portal has been past and it's
Time to make a turn, to follow the reaper
Until the point of no return

When your blindly death-raying blade
Sweeps the griefs and fears away
I cross my heart and hope to die
Thy freedom
Will be mine

Sinking down in the ocean of severe emotions
Grab a bottle to drink up the pain-reliefing potion
But after all, that got boring too, so no matter
What happens, I couldn't give a damn or too

The portal has been past 'til the
Point of no return
No more lines to cross
No bridges to burn

Now when your blindly death-raying blade
Swept my griefs and tears away. I'd never go back
To cross that line
I cross my heart and hope to die die die die die
I was only twenty one when I died