Standing in the middle of frost
Can't help but notice I'm lost
Running for a way to go

The signs just say that they don't know

Sitting on the hardened dead grass
Now I know today is my last
Accustomed to being frostbitten
All the world's thoughts of me are forgotten

Input my distress signals
Waiting for a reply
And now I've lost all hope
I'll be dead before I know

No matter how hard I scream
No-one hears my call
No matter how hard I try
I never get a reply
And no-one will hear my cries