The peak is high,
Darker than the moon,
It's stone reaches the sky,
A summit beyond bloom.

By the night sky,
We see the blue flame,
Destiny makes me wish to fly
Up to that world so tame.

Time stands still,
A plain of froze fire
At the peak of this hill,
Within the grasp of the night's pyre.

I reach for it,
desperate to touch
The place where ice stands lit,
I desire it so much.

But the mountain is full of lies,
Easy to climb, impossible to descend,
How many foolish lives
Have been closed by this false friend?

Frozen fire,
the words say it all,
A peak of unclimbable desire,
From which you are guarunteed to fall...