#ice wall

Trans-Antarctic Expedition, 1914

Beyond the ice wall poem.

With chill and gloom, the world was build

To the lays of globes upon themself,

When the truth of lies was revealed to

Billion of mind so small. Where myth and legend 

Lie in immortal lives, where dark madding truth wonders.

As the line real and fantasy blur, mad man who scream

To the sky of unfeeling boredom.

Creatures of great strangeness and of mad man

To wonder about a land that no moons have seen.

A world where nothing is what it seems,

To the child who dreams of the day 

where madness is the norm.

To sing a song that non have heard,

To sing the song to cause the walls to fall.

Oh to the moon we sleep to, to dream of fun and chaos,

To fight those who dare take our free will.

Oh to fight in the name of the great paradox, the one who is forever unseen, the one whose voice is impossible to know. 

For the name of a fitting elder god, 

the great LORDLESS, the Great Unknown.

Beyond the Ice Wall