Why?

The megalith of destiny
Has ordered it this way.
I cannot take the easy path
And shirk the duty called.
The road is steep, the hill is high,
And thunder glooms the low'ring sky ..
I must go on though mountains break
And oceans boil away.

How many times the wheel of time
has spun the lives of man -
The death of Christ, the fall of Rome;
The wax and wane of empire..

And now the wheel has come around
The call is near, the cause is just
To brave the good, defend the free
The holy grail of liberty..
I must go on though mountains break
And oceans boil away.