A maze

[verse]
Let’s go, tip toe
Through jagged fractures creep
Carefully, as streaks of crimson seeps
A thought-show, we know acrid notions follow, our emotions hollow as we secretly glide beside this industry, no pity, don’t get caught up, just watch like lifeless robots 

[chorus]
The maze, though intimidating, is not limitless, so seek direction, don’t miss,
This grand construction won’t contain us
Just follow instinct, don’t think, let it flow,
The way out will follow

Judging by the bell’s knell, the story does tell a tale quite solemn in tone, an ending etched in stone,
We’re sending a probe below
But we won’t read the words, you know?
All is left alone, just to peek then sneak by with one eye closed, and satisfy the governing clause

[chorus]
The maze, though intimidating, is not limitless, so seek direction, don’t miss,
This grand construction won’t contain us
Just follow instinct, don’t think, let it flow,
The way out will follow

[Verse]
Despite great measures, we have navigated all the traps, endured did not collapse, perhaps it was circumstances, that forced fast glances (not deep stares)
Pleasure awaits us here, as we pass the maze’s aperture

[outro]
We are not free in the sense of freedom
We are free from the need to be free 

Industrial music, male voice