What was the reason?   Didn't need one   Like instinct born into a trade   Seen not by choice but for a purpose   Push the rock and move the stone   Forever the hill your home      So, have you come to resurrect me   Or have you come to crucify   Well step aside or get behind me   I wish someone would get behind me      And the hill so very high   Not give comfort   And the sweat upon your brow   Will go unnoticed   You see there will be those who come and stand   Come and stand stand in the way   They can' t believe that a stone can be moved      So they laugh when you are still   They're waiting for that hill   To swallow you and spit you out   Another casualty of art   His only fault was was being born   Born between the rock and the stone   Forever the hill your home      I was born to move a mountain   I will die before I fade away   I always thought that I was chosen   King of the hill, king of the hill      And when the light is dim   Who will stand by my side   Crawling on bloody knees   Who will believe in me?   Who will stand by me?   Who will walk with me?   Who will fly with me?      I was born to move a mountain   I will die before I fade away   I always thought that I was chosen   King of the hill, king of the hill      Come on   Come on   Come on   ...