"All Hail The Mountain Cold and Callous Bastion of Blood and Stone All Hail The Mountain Altar and Antidote . You have the same disease as me And the contagion spreads The curse of empathy . Have I just become a monolith Somewhere in between gallant and grotesque? Well, I could never find peace in emptiness With these drums of war Pounding in my chest . We're not concerned, just mad . I Refuse to Come Down Leave Me Inside My Mountain . All Hail The Mountain Altar and Antidote" - Of Mice & Men