And those nightmares became like a plague spreading terror through everyone you knew. More disease than man. Thats how we remember you.

Things will never be alright
Kids will fall into the footsteps of their fathers
And one day morning will never come

No matter how many fires I start
It just keeps getting darker
The rain has begun
And I fear it will soon wash me away

Even Angels Have Itches Only The Devil Can Scratch

You do not always need sunlight in order to find your way.

Dont kill what you beleive in, It will kill you in the end

When There's No More Room In Hell, The Dead Will Walk The Earth

Everybody is nobody trying to be somebody

Do the dead feel safe?

One day you’ll be up close and you’ll realise that the great Circle of life is just a really big drain.