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Death be not proud |
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though some have called me mighty and dreadful |
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thou art not so |
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Loosing the war I am feining to win |
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though I never tried to to strive deep |
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from within. Life could be beautiful |
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for anybody it is for, |
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The portal has been past |
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to follow the reaper |
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When your blindly death-raying blade |
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sweeps the griefs and fears away. |
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I cross my heart |
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I cross my heart |
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Sinking down in the ocean of severe emotions. |
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Grab a bottle to drink up the pain-reliefing potion. |
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But after all, that got boring too, |
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so no matter,what happens, I could not give a damn or too. |
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The portal has been past til the point of no return. |
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No more lines to cross, |
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no bridges to burn. |
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Now when your blindly death-raying blade |
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swept my griefs and tears away. |
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I would never go back to cross that line. |
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I cross my heart and hope to die. |
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speaking I was only 21 when I died. |