I don’t care enough for want of a perfect soul. I’m lost for what I’m doing here...

A million miles away, I might say that I smile because of something you said; while truth dictates that I lie before harming our good will.

As we are united in both our insecurities and our potential, people with ability are the same as those with inability if they do not act.

The starling soars as sleek as our beginning, merging with the evanescent tide we ride to become.

Some things are better left unbled, especially when they appear to have no blood. One never knows if they're drinking from a wraith, after all.

Who will suspend my new beliefs?
That I am dead and the world’s grown tasteless.

Help the dead to my door and they will be welcomed. Spare no sorry creature in, left of hope and reason I shall give them. Call me darkness, for it is home to the leader of the shadows.

I am the foster child of war, living inside another’s sacrifice.

I take care, founded once and never lost again…but who would notice? If I have ever left my involvement with this lonesome swell of blackness, this pit of hell in which I’ve wandered, who would blame me?

Hold me smitten whilst you last, for want of me ends fatal whilst I live…
I, the unsuspecting nightmare who never ends