We walk into the maze of understanding.
There is a map of knowledge,
And a guild of truth,
But we never take the help.
Because to truly reach the center,
We have to get lost in the cave of sloth,
Climb over the mountain of pride,
Swim through the waves of jealousy,
Push through the fires of wrath,
Fight through the hall of gluttony,
Walk through the grounds of greed,
And find our way through the lands of lust.
No, we never ask for help,
But if we find someone special,
We take the trip together.
Hoping to find a safe place to rest,
So tomorrow we can try our best.
For the sake of enlightenment.