I know NOTHING about love.. But that is probaly why i know so much about hate.

As happiness starts to fade, hate slowly grows, can no longer feel pain, we died some time ago, for that people will pay, for the lives they stole.. blood is okay, when the blood is owed.

Ten years in darkness is like ten years in prison i guess, would you be able to adjust if you had suddenly risen and left?

They say the wicked die young, but can be revived.. anger and pain made me strong, thats how i survived.

Once trapped in darkness filled with self pity and pain.. i now willingly live there fueled on hell sinning rage