SOMEWHERE, 
THROUGH TH
E FROZEN F
IELDS, SOM
EWHERE, BE
NEATH YOUR 
PALE AND T
ENDER SKIN, 
LIES A HOU
SE, ABSORB
ING FEAR A
ND PAIN - 
SOLAR, RED, 
CONTAINED - 
FEEDING ON 
MY DREAMS. 
SOMEWHERE 
COLD, INSI
DE THE OPT
IC WIRE, D
OWN WHERE 
FINGERS AN
D SEMEN CR
ACK AND BL
EED - THER
E I WILL B
E, WITH MY 
ARMS SPREA
D OUT AND 
BROKEN, WA
ITING FOR 
YOUR BREAT
H, TO ANIM
ATE MY VEI
NS. WE'RE 
NOT ALONE: 
ALL OUR TH
OUGHTS ARE 
NUMBERED - 
MALIGNANT 
AND COLD, 
ANIMAL AND 
HUNGRY. BU
T I WILL C
ONTAIN ALL, 
THAT EVER 
WAS OR WIL
L BE, THEN 
I'LL WATCH 
MY SKIN ER
UPT, IN A 
SYMPHONY O
F FLAMES - 
SCREAMING 
OUT YOUR N
AME, SCREA
MING OUT Y
OUR NAME... 
WHY CAN'T 
I HIDE INS
IDE YOUR M
ALLEABLE, 
ELECTRIC F
ACE? YOU'D 
SUCK AWAY 
THE PAIN, 
AND SWALLO
W DOWN MY 
SICKEST DR
EAMS. NOW 
MY BODY FE
ELS LIKE S
NOW, SPILL
ING OUT TH
E SHATTERE
D SCREEN - 
WHERE WILL 
WE BE THEN, 
WHEN ALL T
HE FEAR AN
D BLOOD AR
E GONE, DR
AINED INTO 
ONE HUNDRE
D MILLION 
OPEN CHILD
REN'S MOUT
HS - SCREA
MING OUT Y
OUR NAME, 
SCREAMING 
OUT YOUR N
AME.