I Love To Hate You   I Am In Winter   Frostbite Hath Claimed Me   I Succumb To Numbness      Within The Confines Of Crystal   Reflected Is My Loathing   Under Ice And Still Chill Waters   Fish Bite Stiff Men And Children      In The Fog, In The Woods At Midnight   In A Land Where It's Always Winter   I Cut The Thin Skin Of My Ankles   And The Wind Follows Me Like Army   Lashing Like A Bullwhip In The Arctic   I Fling Icicles Like Bee Sting   Stuck Under Glass, In The Sphere, In The Storm   I Shut My Eyes And Sleep In Sleet      -Chorus-   Freezing Men Don't Laugh At Murder   Bleeding Naked In The Bathtub   Open Windows Tempt The Savory   Woman's Heads Float Just As Easily