Cinema Strange

I Love To Hate You
I Am In Winter
Frostbite Hath Claimed Me
I Succumb To Numbness
Within The Confines Of Crystal
Reflected Is My Loathing
Under Ice And Still Chill Waters
Fish Bite Stiff Men And Children
In The Fog, In The Woods At Midnight
In A Land Where It's Always Winter
I Cut The Thin Skin Of My Ankles
And The Wind Follows Me Like Army
Lashing Like A Bullwhip In The Arctic
I Fling Icicles Like Bee Sting
Stuck Under Glass, In The Sphere, In The Storm
I Shut My Eyes And Sleep In Sleet
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Freezing Men Don't Laugh At Murder
Bleeding Naked In The Bathtub
Open Windows Tempt The Savory
Woman's Heads Float Just As Easily