People Die Climbing Mountains
People die climbing mountains
People die holding hands in the face of death
People die holding something
But I got nothin holding me left

I'm climbin this mountain
Feeling your breath hot on my neck
One to one but who's counting
When I got nothing holding me left

Passing gasping people plummet
Cut ropes whiteout laid down to rest
Numb and blind, but people love it
So keep on climbing, climbing toward death

Leave the bodies at the summit
Rainbow valley color palette of conquest
Frozen portrait of the moment
Iced lungs holding their final breath