I was once ignorant of hardship and sorrows, sigh
I loved climbing high, Am climbing so very high

To create my enthralling empire I didn't borrow
but I feigned my hardship, feigned my sorrow

Yet now facing this hardship and sorrow nearing peak
I speak but I hold back, I speak but I hold back

Enticing climb is losing its lustre whilst nearing epic
With few things to look back, Now I speak but I hold back