In The Grip Of Winter

Autopsy

Lost in the white

Nothing in sight

Stumbling thru the snow and ice

Blinded by forces you can't control

Just to stay alive your only goal



Caught within the grip of winter

Hyperboric nightmare reigns

A arctic hysteria sets in

Body goes numb as your brain



Legs go numb

Panic strikes

So you then light a fire

Put your legs in the flames

Hoping for a rush of pain



Flesh burns right to the core

Spits blood from every pore

Smell your skin peel away

For your life a small price to pay



Running in searing pain

Rational thoughts

Are quickly slain

Take in your last cold breath

As you fall to your backsnapping death