A soul freezing cold
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A soul-freezing cold—it is useless to try to feel anything; ice demons dissect my soul. I belong to them, and they possess me; I am one with them all, of my own free will. I long to dwell in the icy mountains of Siberia or Antarctica; the cold and the darkness fascinate me. I feel it coursing through my blood, my mind in a trance; I summon the Devil—and you could never understand this dark side.
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