Children Of BodomFollow the reaper

(Death, be not proud, though some have called thee mighty and dreadful, for thou 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
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-relieving potion
But after all, that got boring too so no matter
what happens I couldn't give a damn or two
The portal has been past 'til the
point of no return
No more lines to cross
no more 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...die
(I was only 21 when I died)