The roses have wilted,

The violets are dead,

The demons run in circles,

Round and round in my head.

I take super hot showers because I like to practice burning in hell

I used to be afraid of the dark because I thought the monsters would get me. Then one day, i thought to myself 'maybe not all of the monsters are bad?'

Life and death have always been in love,

For longer than we have words to describe,

Life sends countless gifts to death,

And death keeps them forever.