beat me up
it's my pleasure
I may stand up,dust myself off

hate me
it sharpens my will
I entered the void, no more fear

attack me
I know, your woodenhead can't dance with my wit
but don't forget can't stitch a brain

A death wish hangs around in dark corners
but its really deaths portal you seek
its the light pouring through a journey
the one you must take at the end of all things.

My greatest fear
Is becoming a woman that needs a man to survive

My greatest fear
Is that you'll wake up one day and you won't need me anymore

Trees do sway and dance
as birds in the sky go fly
end is yet to come.