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TAKE IT NOW - I'LL NEVER WANT IT BACK

Winterkill you

To spread it across the shell-like skin of mine, is just not enough
I have to take more -I HAVE TO FEED MY OWN NEED
But you could quicken it, you could make it so less painful
You could watch me bliss - AND BE MY ONLY REALITY
Bleed me a red glacier, frozen inside your own eyes
If it is nothing less for her - THEN WHY WOULD I FEEL SO ALIVE
It is all cloudy, lets skim inside and realize
That you just don't love me - OR YOU WOULD MAKE ME SUPRISED

You just do not understand, how much it means to me
I have no end, only a chronic disease
But it is one - That I know - Is required - A simulated instinct

***** YOUR FRIGHT OF VAMPIRIC COLD
I'LL SHOW YOU A NEW FREEZING DEATH
EVERYTHING IS NEVER THE SAME
PENETRATE INTO A NEW FOUND DEPTH
YOUR CHEEKS ARE SO ROSY
THEY JUST BEG TO BE TWISTED
FEEL MY ICY FINGERS
ELIMINATE ALL THE FEAR WITHIN

You just do not understand, how much it means to me
I have no end, only a chronic disease
But it is one - That I know - Is required - A simulated instinct

MY ***** HOPE DIED
My dream is frozen

ICE ON YOUR FACE - ICE ON YOUR LIPS
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Winterkill
Date: Monday, 1st September 2003 @ 11:35:00 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: sicknivesevered
ICE ON YOUR FACE - ICE ON YOUR LIPS
TAKE IT NOW - I'LL NEVER WANT IT BACK

Winterkill you

To spread it across the shell-like skin of mine, is just not enough
I have to take more -I HAVE TO FEED MY OWN NEED
But you could quicken it, you could make it so less painful
You could watch me bliss - AND BE MY ONLY REALITY
Bleed me a red glacier, frozen inside your own eyes
If it is nothing less for her - THEN WHY WOULD I FEEL SO ALIVE
It is all cloudy, lets skim inside and realize
That you just don't love me - OR YOU WOULD MAKE ME SUPRISED

You just do not understand, how much it means to me
I have no end, only a chronic disease
But it is one - That I know - Is required - A simulated instinct

***** YOUR FRIGHT OF VAMPIRIC COLD
I'LL SHOW YOU A NEW FREEZING DEATH
EVERYTHING IS NEVER THE SAME
PENETRATE INTO A NEW FOUND DEPTH
YOUR CHEEKS ARE SO ROSY
THEY JUST BEG TO BE TWISTED
FEEL MY ICY FINGERS
ELIMINATE ALL THE FEAR WITHIN

You just do not understand, how much it means to me
I have no end, only a chronic disease
But it is one - That I know - Is required - A simulated instinct

MY ***** HOPE DIED
My dream is frozen

ICE ON YOUR FACE - ICE ON YOUR LIPS
TAKE IT NOW - I'LL NEVER WANT IT BACK

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