Without end, white extends beyond my sight.
Insidiously, dark begins to creep
and on horizon's edge my eyes alight
as Sol, my friend, doth slip into the deep.

This time no stars will come, no moon will shine,
this frigid night will never end. I know
that nameless horrors on my soul will dine
and leave my rotten corpse within the snow.

But still, onward towards the black I trudge
and forth I stare, though hope has passed from me.
Til death's embrace my will shall never budge,
I seek an end to endless snowy sea.

Undaunted, I'll not yield without a fight.
Without end, black extends beyond my sight.