live the torture that you create.

muted mouths and silence tears, these are the fears which shall torture your ears. broken promises and filthy truths, this is the love that is holding you. darkened beauty and robust hate, is this not but a natural state? have we possessed these innocent souls into a the belief that the world in which they inhabit, the rules by which they live, the money in which they bleed for, is all that they are worth? we have created this madness, we are living these lies and so shall our children, for this is all we know to show them.