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
mothaf*ckin' 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.