En hiver de Cinema Strange

I love to hate you i am in winter. frostbite hath claimed me, i succumb to numbness
Freezing men don't laugh at murder ...bleeding naked in the bathtub open windows tempt the savory women's heads float just as easily
Within the confines of crystal, reflected is my loathing under ice and still, chill waters fish bite stiff men and children
Freezing men don't laugh at murder ...bleeding naked in the bathtub open windows tempt the savory women's heads float just as easily
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 snowstorm, i shut my eyes and sleep in sleet