This is a viscious cycle

It's something you won't recognize

And it kills quick

It's like these diamonds can't hear you at all

And when I kill I'll kill quickly

Cleaved from head to toe



Manmade mountains of snow

We were larger then the sun

Secret motion pictures

These nine fanatics won't let me sleep



This space is nothing like it seems

And when you break I'll be there waiting until we meet again

Ice forms on your chin (I can't hear you)

Only if I could move these frozen legs

I'd have you now

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