Sweet, piercing cold of Winter,
take me into your arms and hold me forever.
Kiss me with your frozen lips,
slipping my soul out between your teeth.
Your tongue is sharp,
drawing blood from my heart,
slowly making me grow weak.

For your embrace I lust
and when I cannot have it,
it tears me apart inside.
I long for your death-like kiss,
your frozen smile,
your hollow eyes.
I would die for your touch.
I would kill for your love.

I hate the way the sun shines,
the way it burns us both.
I wish I could pull it down from the sky,
cup it between my dead fingers
and snuff it out like a candle.

I hate the way the seasons change,
threatening to dissolve your majesty.
I wish I could rip a tear in reality
and make it so that spring never came
to spoil what should be your eternal beauty.

Sweet, piercing cold of Winter,
take me into your arms and hold me forever.
I think I will die
if you don't embrace me.
I think I will scream
if I do not hear your howling winds.

Your tongue is sharp,
drawing blood from my heart,
slowly making me grow weak.
I don't stop you, because I want it.
I love the pain, I love the feeling.
My lust is embodied in one word,
in one entity.
You.

Kiss me with your frozen lips,
slipping my soul out between your teeth.
I am yours, my dearest Winter.
Embrace me in your cold arms,
and I will join you in eternity.
 
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