My reasons to live Were my reasons to die But at least they were mine Now I've freedom unbound Cut the laces of life
Emilie AutumnPerfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors... Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat... What then was music created for? Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves? I think I know.
Emilie Autumn