Blinded by wind
and billowing snow
frozen horizon
distant shore
Out on the ice pack
time is on loan
death's always stalking
which way will you go
Freeze in the night
or a treat for a bear
survivals the name
of the game out there
Maybe you'll drift
for many a day
slowly you'll starve
maybe your saved
Perhaps while your blinded
you'll step through a hole
drop through the ice
succumb to the cold
You cry for your mamma
how did you get here
traded a bit of adventure
and lost all that's dear
Farewell to Mamma
farewell to ye all
there's no hope for tomorrow
going for a stroll...........
Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 8:13 PM UTC
Blinded by wind
and billowing snow
frozen horizon
distant shore
Out on the ice pack
time is on loan
death's always stalking
which way will you go
Freeze in the night
or a treat for a bear
survivals the name
of the game out there
Maybe you'll drift
for many a day
slowly you'll starve
maybe your saved
Perhaps while your blinded
you'll step through a hole
drop through the ice
succumb to the cold
You cry for your mamma
how did you get here
traded a bit of adventure
and lost all that's dear
Farewell to Mamma
farewell to ye all
there's no hope for tomorrow
going for a stroll...........
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