The Labrynth

Sometimes we feel like life is hard to face and we race on a track with the lines misplaced movin fast in separate directions passin by blessins that were meant to ease our stressin but we just keep steppin and often we come to intersections and share our lessons only to find we have answered no questions then we continue this fraud and the world never responds seeing as we throw a facade we think can fool even God if only they knew that behind closed doors confusions beast roared and despairs birds soared and only the sword of the lord could take down discord but being so sore from our misguided race when we try to lift it were quickly disgraced and in that final hour they are nearly devoured overtaken by the most forsaken angel to taste heaven but before the teeth of the beast could seal their defeat the lord takes hold of his sword and knocks him off his feat Then when we see there is nothing left to fear still we ask where do we go from here