"The Curse of Sisyphus"

Here we all are assembled together
in this fucking realm of Purgatory...
 
"In the Mind of Man it's, "The World,"
  but in the esoteric it's the plane of
  Purgatory"
 
Here we are tested and tried; made
pure, or all of the Gods defy
 
 
Torn, stricken...
 
I've been stripped and smitten;
when want I to down lie
and no longer be risen
 
Take away the ascension
 
Let me, unlike Sisyphus go down
into the bowels of Tartarus, but
rise no more; the life and the
death, its relentless testing
I'm by being tormented
 
It's as though death has been
taken away from me; such
bliss this would to most
become, but to me it's
ineffable pain and
agony
 
Wish that never had been
opened mine eyes
 
Persephone, Beloved Queen of
the Dead, still won't grant unto
me a place for my head
 
What's more, Charon the ferryman
will not give to me across The
Styx, because my moneys to
no good to Him
 
I keep being recovered to put
things right on this side
 
But I...
 
Wish that never had mine eyes  
been opened; if only they had
in the dark remained closed
so that I'd never have known
 
Take away this ascension
 
Let me unlike Sisyphus go down
into the bowels of Tartarus, but
rise no more; the life and the
death, its relentless testing
I'm by being tormented
 
It's as though death has been
taken away from me; to most
this would be such bliss, but
to me its become pain and
agony
 
Wrest from my knowledge the
power to go back into the
supernal so that I can rest
eternal
 
Because I'm tired of this weight
that is upon my shoulder; I get
it so far up the Mountain only
to have it go back to the
beginning, so that I
have to start all over
and do it once more
 
I self-aggrandise not...
 
this has in life become my lot