| So you head out, on a journey with no help at all | |
| The words that they speak, you don't hear | |
| Prepared to survive, and rise not to fall | |
| The screams so loud fall on deaf ears | |
| What were you thinking a minimalist's lie | |
| You just sit there and wait in the cold | |
| Outside there is hope strangers passing you by | |
| Left with yourself and your soul | |
| It's life in the death zone | |
| The strong will survive | |
| It's the sound of the death drome | |
| You gamble with your life | |
| You climb the mountain alone | |
| You stand on the mountain alone | |
| You die on that mountain alone | |
| You made your mark | |
| Concealed in the dark | |
| Condemed to the ice god you just sit there | |
| Frozen even into your soul | |
| What morals exists out there in the cold? | |
| Death on the mountain you're sold |