At The Mountains Of Madness

<br>...the lavas that restlessly roll<br>Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek<br>In the ultimate climes of the pole<br>That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek<br>In the realms of the boreal pole...<br><br>it`s been not so long I accidently sold<br>my former frame of reference to the cold<br>thinking back, remembering, my tale seems so unreal<br>I`m closed up but the time has come to reveal<br><br>anxious, also ignorant, my investigative mind<br>had led me there and led me to be so blind<br>haunted are the mountains, I plead for your restraint<br>or hope for men`s survival will be faint<br><br>all my days are nightmares and memories haunt my brain<br>my former mind of knowledge has gone insane<br><br>you`ll never hear this twice cause once I had seen<br>the sheen that filled the sky soon I`d die the mounts drew the bounds<br>and I climbed one step too high soon I`d die<br><br>the cold that had enwrapped my heart is bound to freeze my eyes<br>the truth that seemed on our side had covered all with lies<br>take off my hands, take off my feet take off my ears,<br>rip out my tongue but don`t hurt my mind, don`t hurt my sense<br>don`t hurt my intellectual powers<br><br>what is frozen you don`t feel, what hurts is what you lose<br>but at this moment I gave up, the ice had blown my fuse<br>made out of cold, made out of fear God`s will attracts,<br>God; s will is here<br><br>all had begun, when led by fear, right at the end of the world<br>high in the sky, here at the end of the world