Somewhere over Antarctica
There's a bright shining sun
Casting shadows over the already dark
Waiting for man's time to be done

I can't tell the others
My secrets and my plans
What we saw was like no other
The outside world wont understand

The cook has gone stir crazy
The dogs are howling at the moon
I've got enough supplies
I'll be leaving base camp soon

Somewhere over Antarctica
There's a bright shining sun
Casting shadows over the already dark
Waiting for man's time to be done

Into the cold dark night
You can't convince me to stay
I can hear the screams of terror
No one will get away

Into the howling wind and snow
Young Gedney, a dog and his sled
Sure to meet a certain death
We heard the radio go dead

Off in the snowy distance
The mountains are growing higher
Into the caverns and cities
The walls are full of history

Lost in the maze of antiquity
Older than man's gods
Deeper into the hell
Of our mind's understanding