Who has the right to atone our sin
No one knows where we've been
Violence is a great demise
To the life we despise
This we ought is good
Yet never have we understood
Neither you nor me can be
Righteous as everyone wants to see

The scariest thing about life is reality
People fear to live
People live to fear

No amount of words can describe my love for you.
No noun, no verb, no adjective.
No dictionary can fill what I feel for you.
No book has said it.
No law has written it.
I could go far as the universe would let me,
And I would still be lost for words.
Even if I dare ask the gods, what can they say?
Nothing.
Words, unwritten.
Unspoken.
Unknown.
Nothing can compare.