He Holds My Hand

The teacher is suddenly silent as the test it commences In confusion soul cages shackles and chains start collapsing Time gets tranquilized Standing still is the sun in this moment of madness My soul starts to sink in the sand I reach out for what's real He's now holding my hand Days turn into darkness Darkness turns into dead ends Dead ends turn into walls Walls block out the world Isolation turns into iron and ice too cold now to climb Once blind but now I see Writing on the wall in inferred paint of pollution and pain There's a time and a place where every fool is sure to fall Lost in this lie Gods name I now call The concrete now cracks and His love lights up the land I travel now on the right track...there is no turning back He's now holding my hand This hallway is a highway with dream doors on all sides Some open slow...I hear seductive sighs and mad sexual moans I hear whirlwinds and whispers I feel fangs,hot breath and whiskers I hears screams in the silence...all knowing but still all alone Born to ramble and bound just to roam I hear truth from the throne as a door opens wide Wickedness flees as holiness angels they pull me inside So sweet and sublime...demons get destroyed by what is divine Like a friend in the fire I see the maker of man I drop down to my knees He's now holding my hand