Plumb the depths of stone for blood and inspiration

Sunk cost fallacy, abrade until it bleeds

We’ll get to rock bottom, it’s a matter of time

But what if it’s clay, yielding and ductile

I will find out

Dig myself out

This could take forever or a couple more tries

Ascending the spire, defeat the corrupt heart

And then when you die you just go back to the start

Get down in that mire, dig to the other side