Dieing Confession-

wish to die in the hands of a formal enemy for his heart is the container of his lust of hatred towards your soul but to think that you enemy is a friend once was just might fulfill your living desire

To look into the light
is to lose a waging fight

To lay in darkness is to
let your soul rest
and be ready for its best
in this war of light hellfest

We Live Like we dream
-Alone-

We'll Carry on like our Fate hasn't been Decided

I know that im Having fun
but something tells me
I miss Someone!

You are my Every Last heart beat that echos through my Veins

I'd Go to Hell and back just to make you Smile

My Anti-Depression pills no longer work,
Because i found better,...
You!

We march the same beaten path our ancestors took, And yet, Our luck seems to be more tragic as massacre has beheld us

In the open for our eyes to see
Is just a faint reflection of what is supposed to be me