• Antarctica - Al Stewart
• Antarctica - Midnight Oil
• Antarctica - Men Without Hats
• Antarctica - I'mmortal (Immortal)
• Antarctica - Bled
• Antarctica - Immortal
• Antarctica - Lillian Axe
• Antarctica - The Weepies
• Antarctica - Weepies
• Antarctica - Hands Like Houses
• Antarctica - Azita

Long before I ever saw
The frost upon your face
I was haunted by your beauty
And it drew me to this place
I felt the chill of mystery
With one foot on your shore
And then and there resolved to go
Where no man had before
CHORUS
Maybe I was snowblind
But it seemed the wind spoke true
And I believed it's stories then
As dreamers sometimes do
In Antarctica
In Antarctica
Who knows what the powers may be
That cause a man to go
Mindless of the dangers
Out across the virgin snow
Seduced by this ambition
I easily forget
The hopeless quest of Shackleton
The dreamlike death of Scott
CHORUS
Maybe I was snowblind
Perhaps it sapped my will
But something of my innocence
Is wandering there still
In Antarctica
In Antarctica
In Antarctica
In Antarctica

I'm a snow plow, I must now plow on
I'm a snow plow, I'm a settler's son
Well, I'm a storm cloud
(I'm a storm cloud)
Rain myself all over the place
I tell you, I'm a storm cloud
(I'm a storm cloud)
You gotta wipe that storm right off your face
(Wipe that smile right off your face)
There must be one place left in the world
Where the mountains meet the sea
(One place left in the world)
There must be one place left in the world
Where the water's real and clean, yeah
(One place left in the world)
Landslide
(I'm a landslide)
I, I'm a downhill run
(I'm a downhill run)
Well, I'm a landslide
(I'm a landslide)
Open season's, ya, it's just begun
(Open season's just begun)
There must be one place left in the world
(One place left in the world)
Where the skin says it can breathe
(One place left in the world)
There's gotta be one place left in the world
(One place left in the world)
It's a solitude, distance and relief
(One place left in the world)
There's gotta be one place left in the world
(I'm a snow plow)
There has to be one place left in the world
(One place left in the world)
One place
(I'm a snow plow)
One place left in the world
(One place left in the world)
I'm a short fuse, I'm a slow blues
(One place left in the world)
I'm a landslide hummin, I'm a downhill runnin'
There must be, there must be
(One place left in the world)
There must be one place left in this world
(One place left in the world)
Where we can be

Antarctica, Antarctica
Antarctica, Antarctica
Ice Age is here, right in your town
Antarctica, look what you've done
And I, I feel like I've cheated your scheme
And I, I feel like you really know what I mean
Nightfall's heartbeat, the street's in a mess
On reflector, the beach is endless
And I, I feel like I've cheated your scheme
And I, I feel like you really know what I mean
It's my turn, it's my turn
Antarctica, Antarctica
No Day, no night, and always the sound
Ice pressure [unverified]
(Antarctica)
It's me that's found
And I, I feel like I'm really part of your scene
And I, I feel like you know what I mean
Pictures moving, and always the whirls
Antarctica, where are you now
(Antarctica)
And I, I feel like I'm really part of your scheme
And I, I feel like you're losing your dream
Antarctica, Antarctica
Antarctica, Antarctica
And I, I feel like you know what I mean
And I, I feel like I'm really lost in your seam
It's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn, it's my turn

[Music: Abbath/Horgh]
[Lyrics: Demonaz]
Gaping in the horizon
An entire continent cloached on ice move
With giant icesheets constantly on the move
Seas of this continent so cold and invincible
Where icebergs more as monuments
Towards a dry damned earth
Behind the gates and mighty portals
Of the arctic polar circle
Builds the frozen layers of snow
A perfect platform to grow against the seasons
The snowbelts of Antarctica rise
With its dark polar winterstorms
Towering in the horizon
An entire continent cloached on ice
With giant iceesheets contantly on the move
Floating nearer with its tide and icy waves
The shadow of Antarctica spreads
With its masses of permafrost
The clima shifts to colder for the icier age
Glaciers stretches far washing everything away
Antarctica... the darkest face of ice
Antarctica... the coldest place of all
Antarctica... massive and unconquerable
Its drama will unfold

The rain begins, the tide it pulls
And it drags me down, [Incomprehensible]
Keep rolling in, keep rolling in
Alone you float, she won't let go
And it spins you out
Keep rolling in, keep rolling in, keep rolling in
Underneath a web of satellites
Concrete structures puncture holes in the sky
Nothing lives here and no one comes here anymore
Redesign me, I lost your grip
Peeled apart by the owed
Stick beside me on the road
Redesign me, I lost my grip
Peeled apart by the owed
Stick beside me on the road
She winks and glows
If I could run from this, I swear I'd take you with me
But this place has got the best of us again
And it won't just go away
We're driving in with our hearts half mast
And there's nothing left to say
Redesign me, I lost my grip
Peeled apart by the owed
Stick beside me on the road
Redesign me, I lost your grip
Peeled apart by the owed
Stick beside me on the road

Gaping in the horizon, entire continent cloached on ice move
With giant ice sheets constantly on the move
Seas of this continent so cold and invincible
Where icebergs more as monuments, towards a dry damned earth
Behind the gates and mighty portals
Of the arctic polar circle
Builds the frozen, frozen layers of snow
A perfect platform to grow against the seasons
Towering in the horizon
An entire continent cloached on ice
With giant ice sheets floating nearer
Nearer with its tide and icy waves, waves
The snowbelts of Antarctica rise
With its dark polar winter storms
Shadow of Antarctica spreads
With its masses of permafrost
The climate shifts to colder for the icier age
Glaciers stretches far washing everything away
The darkest face of ice, ahh, the coldest place of all

I climbed the mountains and scaled the ice
Released defiance
My blood ran white, cold and numb
I saw the shadows of demigods
Whispering answers that time forgot
Forever true
I’m frozen blue
There’s not much time
I died for you
A true believer, the king of lies
We all betrayed you
Your blood ran white
I’m frozen blue
There’s not much time
I died for you

Left behind everything I knew
All the colors but bone-white and sky-blue
Hit the continent running
Engines were humming just to break through
Antarctica, my only living relative
Antarctica, I can't wait anymore
Under ice there's a world moving slow
Carnelian stars and the bars down below
Serve only vodka and gin
I try to stay drunk so nobody knows
Antarctica, my only living relative
Antarctica, I can't wait anymore
I can't wait anymore
And then there's morning
Each one feels like the first one
Ah, morning, so clean, so pure
Nothing so clear, now that I'm here
When I get back to the city
Everything's cluttered and pretty
I won't regret my return
I'll just remember the wind and the snow
And the howling so loud
That it alone drowns out the inside of me
Antarctica, my only living relative
Antarctica, I can't wait anymore
I can't wait anymore
I can't wait anymore

Left behind everything I knew
All the colors but bone-white and sky-blue
Hit the continent running
Engines were humming just to break through
Antarctica, my only living relative
Antarctica, I can't wait anymore
Under ice there's a world moving slow
Carnelian stars and the bars down below
Serve only vodka and gin
I try to stay drunk so nobody knows
Antarctica, my only living relative
Antarctica, I can't wait anymore
I can't wait anymore
And then there's morning
Each one feels like the first one
Ah, morning, so clean, so pure
Nothing so clear, now that I'm here
When I get back to the city
Everything's cluttered and pretty
I won't regret my return
I'll just remember the wind and the snow
And the howling so loud
That it alone drowns out the inside of me
Antarctica, my only living relative
Antarctica, I can't wait anymore
I can't wait anymore

Father, we fled your house of grey.
We ran from home to seek a place where our bodies would never grow.
Dreamer, child, be cautious of this world.
She has an appetite for boys and girls and she’s hungry for your soul.
Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky.
Keep your feet on the ground kid, only birds were meant to fly.
Keep your head from the clouds kid, keep your wings,
Always keep them by your side.
Before you fly you’ll fall, before you walk you’ll crawl.
You’ve no need to stitch your shadow to your heels.
No, not this time.
Son you’ll walk with no whisper, no sound.
Only the feet of the heavy hearted are held to the ground.
You’ve no need to draw the curtains son, throw them wide.
Cross the borders between the never and the night.
Find the twinkle in your smile, chase it on ‘til morning,
Past the second star to the right.
We’ll be the smoke curling on the still.
The airship captains; we wait for sun to brush the hills.
Son, I share your windward dreams,
To soar from this little town of shacked up windows and swinging doors.
The rafters creak and the floorboards groan
While the shadows dance to the tapping of my toes.
There’s nothing left for us but altitude.
We’ll be the kings of the air.
Stolen, by the wind that turns the leaves to razors.

Antarctica
I gave him the gun
We was in we was in
I gave him the gun
And this was in
No place in the world that you know
Say I got a problem
Head like an oven
You see
Could take me a while to settle it
But I’ll never settle it
With you talking to me
When the last mobster is gone
We go too in an icy dawn
You can’t consider it land
And you can not call it the sea
I’m alone with what seems like your suitcase
And in your suitcase
Is a hand
For me
When the last mobster is gone
We go too in an icy dawn
Where the first flat starts to crack
We step out we don’t get back
A deserted complex of townhomes built high in the air
Remembering you and your family there
The plummeting view down the cliffside stair
To a swimming pool that opens to the ocean below
This was no place in the world that you know
Say I got a problem
Head like an oven
You see
Could take me a while to settle it
And until I settle it
Won’t you leave me hung on the tree
When the last mobster is gone
We go too in an icy dawn
Where the first flat starts to crack
We step out we don’t get back
Antarctica
I gave him the gun
We was in we was in
I gave him the gun
And this was in...
Antarctica
I gave him the gun
We was in we was in
I gave it to him
And this was in