A Fog in My Eyes, of Tears and Smoke

Into the Frozen Abyss, Surrounded Only by Darkness

My Damaged Vision, the Only Guide Through My Spiralled Descent

Vegetation Recesses as Frost Overpowers Life

A Vast Opressive Expanse

Bloodied Scratching on the Walls, Fingertips Consumed and Frosrbitten

My Objective: Death and the Gelid Void

Lethargy Settles as Communications Have Died and I Accept My Fate

Sharp Winds Pierce My Skin and Freeze My Flesh

Lost Is the Sense of Touch, Pain Dissapears as the Cold Embraces My Crumbling Frame