Follow the Reaper

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.