Summit from Metamorphosis by Axon-Neuron

I begin at the base
I look towards the obscured sky
Towering before me
A mountain soars out of sight

First one step, then it's two
Three, four, five, I ascend
My goal slowly inches closer
To the summit, I intend

The wind begins to whip
A chill cuts to the bone
Cuts, bruises, fatigue sets in
Pain starts to seem to be all that I have known

Will I die at the summit,
Or will I die on the slope?
Will I achieve my goal,
Or fail to reach the peak, and know just only hope?

Victory is at last mine!
I have now conquered the climb!
I stand on the mighty peak
No longer so small and weak

I cast out my sight
To the new world view
Beyond mountains, there are mountains
My struggle, renewed

This summit was a hill
Dwarfed by what's ahead
Each barrier overcome
Replaced by another in its stead

• Jazz Fusion
• Progressive Rock
• Rock
• classical
• orchestral rock
• progressive
• Akron