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A court is in session A verdict is in
                                             No appeal on the docket today, just my own sin
                                            The walls are cold and pale the cage made of steel
                                              Screams fill the room alone I drop and kneel
                                          Silence now the sound my breath the only motion around
                                          Demons cluttering around my face showing no emotion
                                              Shackled by my sentence expecting no return
                                             Here there is no penance my skin begins to burn
                                        So I held my head up high hiding hate that burns inside which
                                                    only fuels there selfish pride
                                                We're all held captive out from the sun
                                                   A sun that shines on only some
                                                     We the meek are all in one
                                           I hear a thunder in the distance see a vision of a cross
                                            I feel the pain that was given on that sad day of loss
                                             A lion roars in the darkness only he holds the key
                                         A light to free me from my burden and grant me life eternally
                                    Should have been dead on a Sunday morning banging my head no time for
                                                     mourning ain't got no time
                                               I cry out to God seeking only his decision
                                                    Gabriel stands and confirms
                                                    I've created my own prison
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