SOMEWHERE, THROUGH THE FROZEN FIELDS, SOMEWHERE,
BENEATH YOUR PALE AND TENDER SKIN, LIES A HOUSE, ABSORBING FEAR AND PAIN -
SOLAR, RED, CONTAINED - FEEDING ON MY DREAMS. SOMEWHERE COLD,
INSIDE THE OPTIC WIRE, DOWN WHERE FINGERS AND SEMEN CRACK AND BLEED -
THERE I WILL BE, WITH MY ARMS SPREAD OUT AND BROKEN, WAITING FOR YOUR BREATH,
TO ANIMATE MY VEINS. WE'RE NOT ALONE: ALL OUR THOUGHTS ARE NUMBERED -
MALIGNANT AND COLD, ANIMAL AND HUNGRY. BUT I WILL CONTAIN ALL, THAT EVER WAS OR WILL BE,
THEN I'LL WATCH MY SKIN ERUPT, IN A SYMPHONY OF FLAMES - SCREAMING OUT YOUR NAME,
SCREAMING OUT YOUR NAME... WHY CAN'T I HIDE INSIDE YOUR MALLEABLE, ELECTRIC FACE?
YOU'D SUCK AWAY THE PAIN, AND SWALLOW DOWN MY SICKEST DREAMS.
NOW MY BODY FEELS LIKE SNOW, SPILLING OUT THE SHATTERED SCREEN -
WHERE WILL WE BE THEN, WHEN ALL THE FEAR AND BLOOD ARE GONE,
DRAINED INTO ONE HUNDRED MILLION OPEN CHILDREN'S MOUTHS -
SCREAMING OUT YOUR NAME, SCREAMING OUT YOUR NAME.
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