The Goddess of the World

I adore this moment
When death becomes tangible
When I can look into
The eyes of a dying man

I feel stronger
When another friend passes away
Piercing, paralysing frost
Is my best companion

At the mercy of the goddess of the world
I am traversing boundless whiteness
The illusion of immorality
Becomes more and more tangible

I shall not withdraw even though
I know I am treading on the thin ice
The fragility of my existence
Is worthy of testing
Is worthy of sacrifice

I would like to deceive time
Cross the threshold of pain
Endure next few hours
Reach the extremum and survive