Lyrics:

'Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,' -John Donne

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
Weeps 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 more 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...


'I was only 21 when I died'