Foolish Words Spoken Wise

Everyday I sit on top of my glorious mountain Im at the peak of my destination and yet im looked down upon by others so then just as i had risen i had fallen bak down and now im in this endless battle of climbing as i cut and bruse i dnt give up and i strive for the taste of greatness and power but the river is drying up and leaving nothing but sorrow and defeat but i shall rise before this great evil and overcome the hated and i will be the hated and i will be the power i will have a taste of power and the taste of greateness and if it comes from nothing but leaches and snakes i will defeat and i will achieve my goal i will the make the river and ocean i will change the coarse of thought i will rule with the hand of the fallen...