It was a long hard climb
To seek heaven’s relief
To this hill so sublime
From the valley of grief

The police you see
Are playing a game
That won’t let you be
In a land you too claim

Their uniforms disguise
The devil’s tailoring
Forcing us to despise
What they are favoring

The lady she has said
She has yet to see a god
But it all is in her head
The hills have been robbed

So I left without will
Though I did not depart
For I walk with the hills
Deep in my heart