To whom does this come

My life at stake and I didn’t realize Where there’s truth there are lies, That good would come from bad Sorrow from what makes you glad, Life sets us in many varying guises deceit in her smile, malice in her eyes. Life is one long stretch of compromise Hard to break free before one’s demise, Heaven, hell, sin, salvation, all hearsay Life and death come and go but one way. Trapped in time it’s hard to get away To whom does this come? Lord, I pray I must get out of here, must sever all ties change my identity and assume a disguise... With one heartbeat short, one breath away The mighty death, Oh, is but held at bay!