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Unfolding the veils of the nightwind

Crawl through the unfathomed halls.

Shadows sweep over cold bodies

Vanished before darkness falls.

Down, down the Icefall

White fields of frost - Cover the paths

We have to walk to the last.

Echo our call from the summit

A diamond we shaped in the cold.

Tighten the rope with a clenched fist

Strong breast gaining powers to hold.

Steps leading down to the abyss

Further along through the haze.

White crystals rubbed into eyeballs

Lids frozen for a last gaze.

Stumbling blind through the snow storm

Like towers of marble we quake

The mountains will cover our prayers

With blankets of scree for our sake.

Icicles on our grey eyebrows

A jewel we take to our grave.

The blizzards will sing of our triumph

As we pass through portals of the brave.