Soldiers of the Maze Retitled

There was a calm before the storm A dark depth of tranquility Feasting on forward contemplation Fulfilling roles of an earthly kingdom Then the alarm of advancing troops With an avowed intent, Exterminate. Rise, Rise, on the move We are in trouble, Bail out! Then a thud, a roar, and a tremor. Onwards soldiers, raise your rifles On the warpath, get in line No time, no time! Scurry little soldiers of the maze Be angry, get mad Swarm, swoop, devour the prey And where ever he dies, let him lay. Now the scurry,now the rush Panic station, teeth gnash Pierce the skin, drink the blood Look to the heavens, look to the gods Least we be crushed Buried in the sand Be it our destiny, made by design Or calamitous collusion of an ill fated time But whatever the story based in a lyrical line. You have just stumble on An hornets nest.