Ever thought how pure surreal
Looks the steam that parts your lips?
Winter air crystallizing on your brows,
Pale chicks blushing pink, and fingers blue.
Wisping whisper clouds my view.

Kissing you "s like licking metal.
Icy mirrors piercing friendly
Wobbling porridge - human heart.
Love is nothing but thy art of soul-killing.
Crafty demon, mine was stolen, frozen neon.

Rib-cage broken, hollow doll,
I"m a trap for your vile soul.