Polar Low

Eras Lost

Compositor: Andy Rutledge / Jimmy Neumann / Mike Britson / Tom Hillmann

A sharp decrease
A steep decline
Biting and burning
Frozen firmly in time
Paralyzed in the wake
Bitter lungs gasping despair
All senses nulled
Temperature is dropping, polar low

All signs of life erased in the white out
Where currents fail to envelop
The frigid temperament pierces through

To bone it is chilling
To land it lays waste
Spiraling, far reaching, all-encompassing
Gnawing, biting, hacking, burning
Destroyer, usurper, curse you

Atmospheric collision
With calculated precision
Frigid nature born of cataclysmic air
Raining daggers unending white
Cold runs deep to the core
Blank tempest, invisible momentum
Solidifying inclement bleak wintry bane