It is ok not to fear death, but you should always fear to die.

My scars do not whisper that I am weak, they scream that I am strong. Where others quit, I have endured.

We are nothing. Embrace it or be consumed

You had a life but you sold your soul. Lay down and die now it won't be long.

I could say I was hurt, but it wouldn't be true. However this knife in my back reminds me of you.

Your tears are the only payment I'll ever need.

The hand that saves you, is not the one that reaches for you. It is the one you choose to grab.

We are the children of death. Know us by our scars, tears, and hatred. We are the shadows cast by your holy light.

Reality is what happens when you let the inmates run the asylum.

Those who haven't suffered the torments of the void, will never fully understand the value of happiness. In this strange way, darkness births enlightenment.