Chill My Bones (Burn My Flesh)

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

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