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Eternally frozen face watches me growing old, Peering through the dust of years - the gaze is fixed and so cold. I?m trembling in obnoxious cold that is coming from the inside. I wish I could dig out these eyes and place them on my wounds... To kill the pain and clear my sight. To feel you completely just this once. Give me a hallowed blade of steel - I want to see you bleed... Touch your swollen flesh and kiss it till it fades away. My icon burns, sets the eyes aflame. We - together in the icon?s flame. Your face ablaze, your face on fire, you?re seething inside me, burning, fading, Screaming and spurting - you, bizarre pyre, running wild!