Labrynth of blind faith and fear

There standing, near to where the shadows are landing
There a face, arms pale and transparent and I myself rather faint
Moving forward, pulled and rolled and pushed by some unseen force to and near this
this
abomination of my imagination that loud and clearly roars
up and then down, backwards, I'm lost, shadows were coming and quickly I took warning and and my head I did tuck down
Mine eyes I tightly shut, too near to me I hear these evil vile things moan and grunt
They smell my fear, me thinks, they know I am here
On through doors and spirits from nowhere, on through the devils layer
Next the chamber where a maiden does lie, still as death, as death says I
Grayed creatures not so human, stumbling, crawling, plotting my ruin
The noise, the sounds, chains rattleing witches cackeling whilst playing with their toys
and yet, could it be, a light is near and growing still, I am afraid but in the hope of only those more afraid of whats behind them then ahead I draw near to it
And suddenly daylight appears
I am human once more
Tis only a theme park
and a house of horror