I've seen the sign of reason's falling
In allegorical disguise
I've seen the clenched fists, the lust for glory
That ends in pitiful demise
And I walk down the same old road
To push the stone up on the hill and...
I'm climbing up the mountain of my delusions
To see the real light of belief
But as I'm getting higher, I grow much older
Till there's not strength in hands and feet
And I walk down the same old road
To push the stone up on the hill and fall
Clenched fists, hating eyes, gritting teeth
Make it through, climb to top, don't lose grip
Pushing harder, living faster, climbing higher
Lost grip, falling down...
Brought down, back to feet
Forced to face defeat
Climbing back to top
Pushing up the rock
I will carry on
Even if I fall
Clenched fists, hating eyes, gritting teeth
Make it through. Climb to top. Don't lose grip
Pushing harder, living faster, climbing higher
Lost grip, falling down, start all over
Countless days, countless years, pushing further
Losing grip, falling down, start all over
