| Captives of faith
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| His image never fading from their eyes
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| Imprisoned by their own creation
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| It grows stronger, distorts and confines
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| Behind the gates, the worshipped oppressor
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| To which weak minds fall
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| To a God in a godless world
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| Obeying him… serving him
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| The golden gates, only surrounding him
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| Crushed by the weight of devotion through the hails of a dying trinity
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| Within these bars they’ll wait an eternity
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| For the coming of a dead messiah
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| In passion they adore, embodied with lies
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| Tempted by the world, carry out their lives
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| As they press against the bars, steel upon their flesh
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| Possessed by the one they call lord
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| They’ll live and die within his cage
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| His followers locked in steel
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| Christ’s Cage Christ
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| Where they leave their sin
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| Where they worship him
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| They see more than what he is
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| In his cage they are his slaves
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| Empty and silent… barren his kingdom
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| He will perish… alone in heaven
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| Gates of gold, now his cage
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| Christ’s Cage Christ |