The Meaning of Existence

Let this be a story about a man in this world
Tryna find his way in the land of the cursed
The devil on the throne, will God ever return
It don't seem like he will, I know it is absurd
Although he was born and believed in the cross
At a glance I could say he's confused and is lost
If God created us, why did he leave us
We're dealing with this evil, there's something to discuss
Questioning the Lord about the messes
He had so many thoughts in his mind
They got him all breathless
Tryna find the lessons that are given by the Lord
Unhappy and perplexed, he's tryna find the message
But it's hidden
Unable to distinguish what is written
Now he's on a mission for himself
Driven by the will to understand
He's impelled to seek what he needs
To give his life a purpose

I'm lost in the maze
I gotta find a way
I'm lost in the maze
I gotta find a way
I'm lost in the maze
I gotta find a way
I'm lost in the maze
I gotta find a way

Now he met some people on the road
Each of them was evil in a way, the ego took a place
Bigger than their brains
But they proud, the arrogance arose
And the ignorance they show is a form of freedom
Those people are allowed, to live fully, in a cloud
The sinful overcrowds the divine so he wow'ed
And wondered where he was, cause all he saw was demons
Protected with the laws so they legal but what about their equals
For the rich, this concept is so feeble, so maybe that's the reason
They never gave a damn bout the broke who be living in the slumps
While they stunt on the socials, scenario feeling penal
So tell me where is Jesus when the lowest of the people are stepping on the poor
But here's another issue that he found
As he walked, he saw all the people at the bottom
Killing themselves

I'm lost in the maze
I gotta find a way
I'm lost in the maze
I gotta find a way
I'm lost in the maze
I gotta find a way
I'm lost in the maze
I gotta find a way

Bodies on the ground, why the hell so many
He couldn't even count'em
Blood on the pavement, covering the streets, but it's odd
Like zombies on the floor, he could hear' em
F God, give us all the lust and the devil
Driving to they deaths, they be steppin on the pedal
Unable to comply, they simply wanna live
"What's the point of trying when we're dying"
"Where's the silver lining, we're better off defying"
Pretending they are happy, believing this is life
But despite all the drugs they are using
And despite all the lies they've applied
He saw it in their eyes, those people were unhappy
Now he feeling sorry cuz they victims
Addiction and the sorrows made all of the people, pilgrims to the devil
'Cause no one ever tried to remove all the curtains
The schemes that have blinded the meaning of existence