In Living We Die, In Dying We

The World Didn’t Like To Look At The Dark Underside Very Often. But That Didn’t Change The Ugliness; It Only Ensured That Those Who Perpetuated The Ugliness Were Left Alone To Kill And Maim And Rape.

Once Born Into Childlike Faith, Brimming With Belief, Typical People Begin To Lose Their Faith. Society Mocks Them. Their Friends Smirk. They Come To Change The World, But Over Time The World Changes Them. Soon They Forget Who They Were; They Forget The Faith They Once Had. Then One Day Someone Tells Them The Truth, But They Don’t Want To Go Back, Because They’re Comfortable In Their New Skin. Being A Stranger In This World Is Never Easy.

A Person Who Finds Silence And Solitude Boring Is A Person Who Is Himself Boring, Empty Of Anything Worth Consideration.

If Slater Were Someone Else, Kevin Would Merely Be The Poor Victim Of A Horrible Plot. Unless He Was Killed By Slater, In Which Case He Would Be The Dead Victim Of A Horrible Plot

Born Of Black And White, Eaten With Worms, I'm A Saint, A Sinner, A Siren Of The Word, The Circle Knows Me, The Rest Just Wanna Trip On Grace Juice, Baby Showdown At Midnight