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Off to battle the elements, war in the wintery skies

Scaling up the highest peak, the mountain is a dark foe

Climbing hills, the challenge is set, steadfast is their resolve

Freezing cold, unknowing life, slowly killing their souls

Frostbite! Frostbite!

A tomb of ice to evolve

Step by step, ascend in vain, a goal that’s steeped in peril

Feel the cold mountain air, pierce your skin from the terral

Plodding through the icy land, trudging through the snow

Blizzard winds and whiteout sight, their darkened fate is unknown

Frostbite! Frostbite!

A tomb of ice to absolve

Scaling walls of solid ice

Harder is the climb as your muscles start to wither

Rapid drop, temps are falling

The sun starts to set, and your body starts shudder

Blowing winds complicate

The harrowing task and your mind starts to sever

Doubts creep in, your body fights

Looking for an end to your hypothermic terror

Numbness takes over limbs

Fingers buzzing and your hands start to sting

Frigid skin starts to tighten

Turning white, then to gray, gangrene setting in

Viscous blood, tissues drained

Slowly rotting only death is a certainty

Losing touch of verity

The devil’s grip takes control of your fragile sanity!

The devil’s grip takes control

Lost the battle of elements, lost in the wintery skies

Stalled upon the highest peak, the mountain is a dark tomb

Failing wills, the dare is met, steadfast is the result

Braving cold, withering life, demise of their frozen souls

Frostbite! Frostbite!

A tomb of ice to devolve