Domineering, arctic – who will sneakily pass my amazing, spacious grounds?
I am the mountain where your nightmares come true.
The one who sneakily steals your broken-hearted souls.
I am the repulsive frightening conundrum.
I will quietly make icicles hop from my dim, dingy unpleasant caves
Caves that are as unpleasant as your grandma’s toes!
You won’t dare to cross my line!
Speedily I shake my shoulders and make the terrified, startled skiers jump out of their soft, smooth skin.
I am the dreadful mammoth, a haunted ghost.
Dim, murky, repulsive – who will track down my bumpy unbreakable spine?
WILL YOU DARE CLIMB ME?