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    The Imperial Orgy performs Frozen

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    Caeser Pink

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    The Imperial Orgy performs Frozen at the Chashama Gallery in 2010.

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    Meteorologist Ray Vance says it's raining in Singapore.
    And somewhere up there penguins march to the crackle of the frozen tundra.
    In the middle Nubian dancing girls sway in the breeze
    Their purple skin shining in the brilliant moonlight.
    And down there in the darkness of Northern India
    The last right of suttee silences the muffled sobs of a forgotten bride.

    Meanwhile the whole damn board game spins around...spins around..spins around
    But I'm stuck here.
    Where nothing moves.
    Nothing changes.
    Everything stays the same.

    Frozen.
    And I'm numb!
    I don't feel anything at all.

    It's a beautiful day.
    The sun shines brightly.
    People smile and greet each other warmly.

    But I'm neither here nor there, there nor here
    A black cloud winks knowingly from the corner of the sky.
    And destiny is blocked by the shade of a wandering specter

    Don't stand in my way.
    I think I might have a job to do!
    It's time to roll up my shirt sleeves.
    Pick myself up by my socks.
    And get down to business, fall on the ground....

    And a little bit of stress is good for you sometimes.
    Like a glass of red wine on an empty stomach as evening falls

    But I'm not like that any more......
    People change
    People change
    People really do change

    But when I lay down to sleep in my lonely room.
    The specters whisper their morbid echoes.
    Their litany -my list of crimes.

    Because your are an asshole
    You're so weak
    You don't care about anyone except yourself
    And penance is just another way to hate yourself!

    The bright sun burns lines into our faces.
    Bleaching our hair a pale shade of gray.
    But nothing ever changes.