Level 888, cold shivers, blank slate
Frozen lands where the shadows never escape
Strictly unhabitable, frost on the fate
Hillsides wrap tight, a wintry landscape
Arctic pulse, heartbeats hesitate
Breath fogs up, mind starts to dissipate
Silent forest, trees in skeletal state
Ghostly whispers, chill won't ever abate
Frostbite dreams, in a nightmare state
Tundra screams, isolation's gate
Minus twenty-nine, death's cold rate
Frozen souls wander in a harsh dictate
Snow's relentless, silence deafens the place
Bitter winds slash, harsh frost can't erase
Tracks disappear, lost in nature's cruel embrace
In the cold abyss, no saving grace
Shadows merge with the icy haze
Survival's myth in this endless maze
Frozen wasteland, no sunray plays
Chaos reigns, beneath the winter's blaze
Frostbite dreams, in a nightmare state
Tundra screams, isolation's gate
Minus twenty-nine, death's cold rate
Frozen souls wander in a harsh dictate