Free-fall waters issue forth to their icy meeting with the Earth.
Scar the surface I made this view beneath white fields I hid my work.
Life and death it did unfold mile deep I swore that I would never go.
Follow these walls you will find the sea in its depths come vanish with me.
My strength born in tiny crystal snow was taken from me by the sun’s warm glow.
CO2 lethal sword hastened my death I flow no more.
Though I have gone my bones you see the giant who cut this fiord to sea.