Captives of faith,

His image never fading from their eyes

Imprisoned by their own creation

It grows stronger, distorts and confines

Behind the gates, the worshipped oppressor

To which weak minds fall

To a God in a godless world



Obeying him... serving him

The golden gates, only surrounding him



Crushed by the weight of devotion through the hails of a dying trinity

Within these bars they'll wait an eternity

For the coming of a dead messiah

In passion they adore, embodied with lies

Tempted by the world, carry out their lives

As they press against the bars, steel upon their flesh

Possessed by the one they call lord.



They'll live and die within his cage

His followers locked in steel



Christ's Cage Christ



Where they leave their sin

Where they worship him

They see more than what he is

In his cage they are his slaves



Empty and silent... barren his kingdom

He will perish... alone in heaven

Gates of gold, now his cage



Christ's Cage Christ