Hillary's Step - Grayscale Season

Would you go if I asked you to go?

Where death, knuckles and fingers;

meet the snow

Could you ever get that high without Lowe?

Burnt skin will not stop giving you throes

Death feels like home

Death feels like home

Don’t tell them about all your anxious woes

Breathing heavy but heart rates slow

Legs are cramping, but you still go

You create beautiful designs

Clouded calculations with straight lines

Death feels like home

Don’t let them in

Step by step, you’re so close to the summit

You might be the first

You’ll scream from the top of your lungs

Until your throat bursts

You won’t stop although it hurts

Hunt’s mission to heal Mallory’s schlep

So tell me, Hillary, what’s the next step?

Breathing heavy but heart rates slow

Legs are cramping, but you still go

You create beautiful designs

Clouded calculations with straight lines

Don’t let them in

Don’t show them the fears beneath your skin

The cold air fill your lungs

They say brave men always die young

Death feels like home

Don’t let them in