12 November 2012
Tell my mother not to be sad. It was my choice and I was glad
Tell my father I am proud. I will miss his voice so loud
Tell my brother don't end up like me. But my bike keys are his permanently.
Tell my sister not to worry. She doesn't need to hear their sorries.
Tell my lover not to cry. For I am a soldier, born to die...
Born To Die... • Opuss № I