Freezer Burnt

Broken Hope

Composición de: Jeremy Wagner/Ryan Stanek
Intensly gelid, shivering uncontrollably in a frozen hell, 
As the meatlocker cold chills me to the core 
Locked inside an icy room, among rows of hanging meat 
Beef slabs on chrome metal hooks offer no warmth at all 
My gooseflesh skin begins to cake with frost 
Inhaling algid thinning air into my icy lungs 
I scream for help, my breath turns to snow 
No one hears me in these soundproof surroundings 
As I pound my hands against glacial steel walls 
My palm flesh instantly sticks to the frozen metal 
The extreme freeze bonds me into the wall 
I pull away, tearing off my skin in gruesome, panging strips 
Now scorching, bloody pain in joined with the cold 
This hurtful infridgate situation becomes inhumanly unbearable 
I long for heat in any type of form 
For flames I would give my soul 
To be free of this frozen doom 

It is my only concern, my wish, my hope 
The deadly cold encloses and shrouds 
As my desperate cries go unheard - go unheard 
Fingers, toes, and limbs become rigidly numb 
My blood slows to a cool, congealed flow 
Inside this giant ice-chest, the cold nips and bites 

The inclement conditions are no less than arctic 
My entire body involuntarily curls as frostbite consumes 
Frosty clumps of hair fall out and shatter to the floor 
My scalp and face crack from the sub-arctic cold 
Countless pieces of flesh brake off like broken eggshells 
A plunging cold so brutal it actually burns 
My lips, nose, and ears crackle, snap and bust 
The digits on my hand - frozen 
Skin turns dark blue 
And purple as blood vessels chill 
I bang my wintered arms together to induce circulation 
My efforts split and fracture my frosted flesh, frozen into frigid claws 
Blood streams from the cuts immediately turning to crimson rime 
The lacerations become frozen gashes of red ice 
This rigor winter atmosphere seeps deep into my being 
The cruel freeze cuts to the nucleous of my corpus 
My body temperature has dropped at an alarming rate 
There is no doubt that this locker is my sepulcher 
My skin continues to split and cleft across my coiled anatomy 
Internal fluids iced, my organs in stiffed horripilation 
Jaws are frozen shut, my teeth cease their shatter 
A brainfreeze will be the chilling coup de grace 
Desensitivity, I cannot feel any portion of my benumbed carcass 
Immobilized, I cannot move any body part 
As I lay on my back, the cranreuch overwhelms 
My eyeballs freeze over into icicle orbs 
Entwined in the clutches of a deep polar grasp 
I will never leave to see myself thaw 
These severly boreal circumstances will take my life 
Only to leave a frost preserved body - freezerburnt
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