Breathe the fumes
Your life unfolds like a sad tune
Here comes the day it all concludes
The snow turns red, your face turns blue
Frozen to death in the unknown
If you had one, you'd be far from home
The horizon never seemed that far
But with each step it got farther
And now it's too late to turn back
These wastelands sink their teeth into your back
And despite this long ordeal
An eternity spent crawling through hell
Well, you never really made it far