I'd rather be dead, than live as a victim of despair
Your shallow life, will never be
As fulfilled as my last breath

I won't be hopeless, nothing more than dead
I could never be called hopeless, nothing more than dead

I've seen the [bad word] that lies beyond the distance in our dreams
I've heard sweet whispers and in the distance I hear screams

So close your eyes and hold your breath If it makes you feel alive
I promise you, without hope, I'd rather die
So close your eyes and hold your breath if it makes you feel alive
I promise you, without hope, I'd rather die

I'd rather be dead 

Take a breath with open eyes, stare what scares you in the eye
Cast aside the troubled thoughts that plague your weary mind
I witnessed your defeat
I've seen you cowering
In the face of death or fight
I'll watch you bleed

Cast aside your misery
Cast aside despair
In your final hours know

 [bad word] your defeat

Hope is a fading light to those who would close their eyes
Hope is a fading light to those who would close their eyes

She speaks in dreams and whispers. She dreams in screams.
Discard your fear; seek to search what it is you dream.
Find in life what it is that death will surely thieve.
Discard your fears Seek to seize what it is you dream
Find in life what it is that death will surely thieve

I cannot give up on anything or anyone
I cannot give up if it ever felt worth dying for

I cannot give up, I'll die for this