Shooting you,
drowning you,
cutting you,
drianing you,
killling you,
hunting you,
searching you,
stapping you,
choking you,
death is whatz left of you

Dead men sing no songs

Hate the world before it hates you...

Darkness surroudning,
Calling my name,
Death grip around me,
Squeezing; popping my veins.

"i wasn't born with enough middle fingers."

Maybe it's just an illusion to hope behind the clouds you'll find the sun

Life is meaningless that is why it ends

If i wear this mask long enough it won't be a mask

Sanity, is for the weak!

Twisted minds blend well together in perfect agony.