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 their selfish pride
                                      We're all held captive
                                        Our 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 the cross
                                   I feel the pain that was given
                                     On that sad day of loss
                                    A lion roars in the distance
                                      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
                                    So I held my head up high
                                   Hiding hate that burns inside
                                Which only fuels their selfish pride
                                      We're all held captive
                                        Our from the sun
                                  A sun that shines on only some
                                   We the meek are all in one
                                        I cry out to God
                                    Seeking only his decision
                                   Gabriel stands and confirms
                                   I've created my own prison