• Lest the day be arm lengths away; put up your knives no need to make haste. The time that there is to get rid of your sins; nothing to do but pray for your kin. The darkness that rides on a black horses back; must nothing be done for light we do lack. Lost its way has the fear of death it self; Lost for ever in its own night-phobic realm. -Camron Jones A.K.A. Truetotheheart

    What could the Sun bring?
    A first love? Maybe a diamond ring?
    What could the full moon cause?
    Some child's happiness, or his painful woes?
    What could the end destroy?
    A final kiss, or a loyal boy?
    Its time to see the future ahead of us...
    Everyone should already be on the bus...
    The end is near it is upon us...
    I know what I'm saying; I myself you can trust....
    ^^^^^^^ Written in a literal 5 minutes... on the spot