Freezing from my fingertips
Freezing to my heart
Coldness seeping from my lips
Stillness, for a start

Freezing joints and creaking bones
Words fly through the air
Words unmeant, words like stones
A piercing hint, not playing fair

Finger of Terror, Thumb of Doom
Regret boils up inside
Living in, like a cold dark tomb
An evil, alien, hive

Illthought thoughts, buzzes within
Impulse and feelings askew
A feeling of dread, feeling of sin
Never the cause, nothing new