I stood mid ocean, seeking dry land

For which to stand

(I was lost)

I placed my fire of service upon his alter

( I remained hopeful)

Knowing my actions wouldn't falter

I rise to every challenge

(Stand Up)

However, I keep on dying repeatedly

(keep going)

But I live on adamantely

I keep on dying because I love to live

(there is hope)

Rotting flesh and maggots do not convince me of my demise (trickery)

The years and...