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. [Prech.] 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.