it is too late to turn back
I'm caught in this carceral of ice
the frozen wind stabs my face
and thousand needles dissect my lung

while the winds are blowing among the mountain
and the snow is falling in my eyes
I'm sitting here and see no escape
from this eternal pain

I can't get out of here
and I cannot be freed by death
this place is extraterrestrial
and far away from home

I feel too cold to understand
why I'm here
they sent me in this exile
may shall all suffer

the ice cuts up my skin
but I cannot bleed
the wind spends me a solace song
which holds me awake

but now I can see a warm light
after thousand years I can remember
what warmth means to be
the pain fades away

a cloaked shape is reaching out its hand
to deliver me from my doom
my flame of life stops to burn by taking the hand
like a candle in an icy storm

(and the cloaked redeemer says)
"it's time to go, like all the others
you shall be redeemed
the others are taking fright at this day"

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