The mountain calls, its voice is clear
Not for its height, but what it stirs
A fire born from every fear
A test of will, a soul that burns
We see the peak, it feels like home
The wind reminds us we're alive
Each step we take, we're not alone
Together we will rise
We climbed, we fought, we dared to dream
We faced the storm, we crossed the streams
With every breath, our courage grew
The summit waits, it knows the truth
Who are we but friends and slaves
To these mountains, to their graves?
We rise, we fall, but we remain
The echoes of the summit's name
The scars we bear are marks of pride
They tell the tale of how we tried
Through frozen winds, through endless nights
We found the strength to claim the heights
The rope we share, the bond we trust
A fragile thread, but made of us
Each hand that grips, each voice that cheers
A team that conquers through the years
The summit's not the end we seek
But what it shapes, the soul it keeps
Each climb, a story left to tell
A song of courage, rung by rung we fell
We climbed, we fought, we dared to dream
We faced the storm, we crossed the streams
With every breath, our courage grew
The summit waits, it knows the truth
Who are we but friends and slaves
To these mountains, to their graves
We rise, we fall, but we remain
The echoes of the summit's name