Evil, However Powerful It Seemed,could Be Undone

We Burn So Hard, But We Shed So Little Light; It Makes Us Crazy And Sad.

There Is No Delight The Equal Of Dread

All Things Are True. God's An Astronaut. Oz Is Over The Rainbow, And Midian Is Where The Monsters Live." - Peloquin

Everybody Is A Book Of Blood; Wherever We're Opened, We're Red.

A Monster Lies In Wait In Me,a Stew Of Wounds And Misery.but Fiercer Still In Life And Limb,the Me That Lies In Wait In Him