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2011-10-11 | |
walk with me into the polar night
cold is the new heat
didnâ€™t you know?
you like to watch blood penetrating the snow
do you want to touch it?
the climate will change
the oceans shall rise above our chins
and turn our fur to white
the sun shall linger under the horizon
patiently restrained by strings of darkness
the sun shall never come up!
walk behind me, the winds are strong here
I will teach you the language of killing
the peek-a-boo with fear
the waiting under the ice
do what youâ€™re told!
you will learn me
when crawling through tundra is about to begin
you will shiver
when the edelweiss bursts through the skin
beneath the claw
like a frostbite
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