Our Own Messiah

The cycle that never ends It begins and starts again Trapped like mice inside a maze And bereft of our own grace We pray and bend our feet We will not admit defeat To a god we put our fate And to the ones that sell deceit We never doubt their words Forever gripping our swords We conform and we bend down Nail the thorns into the crown We believed in your glory and might That you shall take us to your side We reached out to heaven The three sons of seven But we found no messiah or guide Why do we hold on to these prayers? All these years and nothing has been changed And i am just another tool in this game And i have never put any doubt in your name Not even when they took it all Left me here alone to fall I kept screaming, "Oh, where have You gone?" אבינו מלכנו, חננו ועננו Our father who art in heaven Redeem us, impart upon us Perhaps you left us to live without you To learn to fly on our own Why do we hold to these beliefs? That our god is here for all our needs Can't we see that all we are is one? We are the messiah, we need my son