Loosing the war I'm feining to win
though I never tried to to strive deep from within.
Life could be beautiful for anybody
but I'd swear this mothafuckin' s**t 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
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-relieving potion.
But after all, that got boring too, so no matter
what happens, I couldn't give a damn or
The portal has been past 'til the
point of no return. No more lines to cross,
no more bridges to burn.
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