MotherShip by Sam Wise ___ PLEASE REFRESH PAGE FOR WEB FONTS

Saturday, 15 August 2020

Cold

Static-X, 2001







We kiss
The Stars
We writhe
We are
Your name
Desire
Your flesh

We are
Cold
We're so cold
We are so
Cold
We're so cold

Your mouth
These words
Silence
It turns
Humming
We laugh
My head
Falls back

Cold
We're so cold
We are so
Cold
We're so cold


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