And the blood from your neck, still stains my hands

Live in the dark hide in the light

When you die people may be sad but in reality there actually happy.

You don't fear the dark
You fear the unknown thats in it

Death is a gift.

If you knew the secrets on my arm would you know they're scars you made but with my knife and my hands?

Death is so sudden
you think you have just begun
a moment later, its already done

A bullet never lies (Man on fire)

Darkness brings to light more things than light itself!

Roses Are Black Violets Are Blue Lies Are Sweet Secrets True?