Xiberia (Seasons in the Ice Cage) - Fields of the Nephilim

All Evil it has come from here

the Camphor gets no warmer

Ye Nacoaler*, our Crucified Creator

Down* count to zero burning cold now

I’ll be there for the rest of my life

Tomorrow

Xiberia

Xiberia

Xiberia

I want to breath

But out of you

Malaria messiah

Burning in the weather

Skin crumbles

skin my life

Xiberia, Xiberia

Xiberia, Xiberia

Xiberia, Xiberia

Heart, heart, heart

We’re in the warm*

You’re in?

Higher, higher, higher

Reliving*

No feeling no motion

Yet still alive

(You can see the doorway towards your betrayer)

(86 degrees below)

86 degrees and below

(Heartbeat increases)

(Unleash yourself*)

You’re still alive

86 degrees and below

Frozen for the new day

Meriah

Seasons in the Ice cage

We’re on fire

Xiberia

Xiberia

Xiberia

Xiberia