This is a viscious cycle
It's something you won't recognize
And it kills quick
It's like these diamonds can't hear you at all
And when I kill I'll kill quickly
Cleaved from head to toe
Manmade mountains of snow
We were larger then the sun
Secret motion pictures
These nine fanatics won't let me sleep
This space is nothing like it seems
And when you break I'll be there waiting until we meet again
Ice forms on your chin (I can't hear you)
Only if I could move these frozen legs
I'd have you now