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A prophecy arose, of the storm that would end all

They warned it would come with death and despair

With the apocalypse inevitable, prepare for mortality

No time to fortify the storm is here

It came with ice wind and snow freezing everything in its wake

The fortunate ones died early for the days to come were unbearable

A continuous fight for survival as animal insticts return

Collect essentials and find a place to stay these were my priorities

I don't want to die here, not like this, but I fear the end is near

The arctic temperatures make it hard gather supplies but I am on my last log, I won't survive.

Trudging through the cold my body is numb, what am I doing alive?

Staggering back to shelter, the weather is too brutal, there I lie

As the strong winds whip my frostbitten skin

I see nothing but darkness, void of life, have I died?

I want to awake from this nightmare, tonight

Do not deny me this right, the right to life

(acoustic break)

I awoke to a blinding light, where am I?

I walked out of a cave into a frozen tundra, I survived

A landscape of ice, words cannot describe

Was I a lone survivor, or are there more?