Artillery

Chill my bones (burn my flesh)

Artillery
Chill my bones!

I see the staring eyes, windows of your soul
Ghost of winters bite, feelings pierce you cold
Where there was reason and hope, all is gone
No longer will the ice breach, no warmth from the sun
From the sun

Deserts of crystal dust, ghosts in the snow
Voices in the air, whispers that you know
Caught in the blizzard, a frozen statue stands
Desperate eyes seeking, a fate of unmoving hands

Chill my bones, burn my flesh
Chill my bones, burn my flesh

Chill my bones, burn my flesh
Chill my bones, burn my flesh

Burn my flesh!

These might just be the last words I say
In the water down the fractures of my name
But I feel the fire that sears my soul
The scorching heat of anger, making me truly whole
Make me whole

Chill my bones, burn my flesh
Chill my bones, burn my flesh

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