I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't and die to find out there is.

What's going on in my head
All those things that should be forgotten
And all those thing that I said
Are coming back to haunt me

Welcome to my mind
enjoy ur stay
you will never return home
in the exact same way

To you I give my heart away

You were there when i said it......
I know you heard it...
I know you dont belive it....
you where ther when i cried...
Where i cried...
Was on your shoulder

Can you hear them?

Cant you hear them?

Why can you hear them?

How can you hear them?

Do you want to hear them?

My Twisted Whispers.....

When we are dead, they'll know just who we are

Here's a Riddle for you:

If you buy it you have no use for it
If you have it you dont want it
If your in it you dont know it...

What could it be?

a Grave

You think you know some one untill they turn abound and plot your murder

Dose love make you happy and cheerfull,
Or,
Dose it make you cry out in pain as it rips out your heart and leaves you there to bleed?