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.