Astray in the ice of the Arctic bays
Not one would return to their home
A thousand miles of glacial waste
To be the first to find the way
One twenty nine without a trace
The Erebus aptly named
Traverse the arcane of the icy maze
Coldest of cold
Ice locked us in
As the ocean froze
The piercing wind
Nowhere left to go
Like a deadly pestilence
Infirmity had taken hold
The screams of dying men
As the poison took its toll
Cursed hellscape
Half a world away
Voyage of the dammed
Underneath the blinding sun
Abandon ship we're walking on
Two-hundred-fifty miles of endless winter
But no one can stop so we'll leave the frail
Will we have to
Hunger taking over our tortured desperate minds
Stay alive
Stay alive
Do what must be done
Two hundred fifty miles
Will hunger take over us?
I'm gone
I'm gone
What is done is done
What is done is done is done
What's done is done