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