[Verse 1]
Snow’s a coffin, the wind’s a dirge,
Footsteps spiral, lost on the verge.
Zippers undone, no tents for rest,
Teeth grit hard, hearts beat chest.
Frostbite kisses, whispers in the trees,
Voices in the static, haunting freeze.
Nine souls vanished, swallowed whole,
Mountains took their bodies, but left no soul.
[Chorus]
Dyatlov's shadow, the mountain's call,
Answers frozen where the snowflakes fall.
Why they ran, why they screamed—
Frozen echoes, or a waking dream?
[Verse 2]
Compass spins, no north, no south,
Lips sewn shut, fear spills out the mouth.
Radio silent, no signal’s tone,
Each man fighting, but not alone.
Cameras flash, but they capture none,
The beast in the storm or the rising sun.
Eyes wide open, tongues gone still,
Chilled to bone, fate's cruel will.
[Prechorus]
Fingers clawing, snow drifts high,
Searching for answers, why’d they die?