The 23 Year Old Burzumer - Dying Of Thirst In The Arctic
Camped in the ArcticStranded all alone
The rest of my group's dead
Will I be next
It's so cold
There's nothing but snow
Fury of the pole
A blizzard of woe
Ice clings to my throat
Our rations are gone
Water all around
But too cold
Our plane never came
Not that it could reach us
And so I'll die alone
My fate is sealed
It's so painful
I'm so weak
If only I had
One last drink
It's so cold
There's nothing but snow
Mouths no longer dry
It's frozen in ice
Finally warm as I fade to white
Written by:
Frank Gross
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