Endlessly I push these stones up these steep hills
My body wears down but the need is all I feel
Who am I that believes in such a cursed cause
Who am I but a voice of forgotten and betrayed gods
Repeating the madness in my weary head
Pushing rock up the hills of a life of dread
What is it for, fears is an unwanted emotion
Still
I fight with insight to find my path of true devotion