No Top Floor

Walking in silly circles, a journey.

Crucifixion comes before ascension.

Facing the next darkest day, no attorney.

Every loop confuses comprehension.

This never ending road to Calvary.

Each death another step to destiny.

Spiraling bends and twirls around again.

A new foe, a new vice, a new lesson.

With the ridiculous art piece of men.

Much like a never ending practice session.

This never ending road to Calvary.

A quest of the spirit, no zealotry.

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