Sheathed sword

I'm gonna let myself fall,
Let myself lose it all,
I'm gonna let myself bleed and die,
I'll let everything shatter,
Because deep in my heart...

My life is just a lie.

I'll drop this blood-scented sword,
Along with its dirty sheath,
I do not want to plead anymore,
Nor do I want to breathe.

I'll let the enemy stab me from behind,
Slice my arms, chop off my head and lacerate my thighs,
I'll let him take my miserable life.

It's only within this death,
That would end this nightmare of mine.