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Death, be not proud
Though some have called thee mighty and dreadful
Art not so
Losing the war, I'm feigning to win
Though I never tried 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
Pre-the portal has been passed, and it's time to make a turn
To follow the reaper until the point of no return
When you're 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-relieving 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 passed 'til the point of no return
No more lines to cross, no more bridges to burn
Now when you're 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
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