The Prison Let Us In

[Intro] [Low cello drone, distant tribal percussion, soft ambient static] [Quiet Clean Male Vocal] They told us suffering was sacred… That silence was faith… [Verse 1] The world is a prison, God’s holding the key A warden of chains that we’re too blind to see We suffer through life on a gamble, a debt For heaven’s reward we have never reached yet Built towers of gold while the desperate still crawl Selling salvation from the tops of their walls They told us our pain was the price to belong So we carried the weight and kept singing along [Pre-Chorus] [Cautious emotional rise] I spent my whole life begging locked doors to open Praying to silence while my spirit kept choking [Chorus] [Huge emotional lift, tribal drums intensify] Don’t question the chains Don’t look past the sky They feared the spark behind our eyes Don’t speak of the cracks Don’t ask yourself why The fruit was wisdom dressed as sin That’s when the prison let us in [Verse 2] They chained us to a heaven we could never touch Taught fear as devotion, demanded too much Built empires from guilt and called it divine While feeding on people convinced they were blind Temples and screens keep the faithful subdued Trading free thought for a promise renewed But somewhere beneath all the scripture and flame A whisper keeps asking who profits from shame [Pre-Chorus] [Violin tension swell] And maybe the serpent was never the enemy Maybe awakening’s what they feared we could be [Chorus] Don’t question the chains Don’t look past the sky They feared the spark behind our eyes Don’t speak of the cracks Don’t ask yourself why The fruit was wisdom dressed as sin That’s when the prison let us in [Bridge] [Half-time tribal drums, emotional vocal grit] What if the gate was a lock made of gold? What if the truth is the story we’re told? What if the light they kept promising us Was hidden inside us from the moment we touched The veil starts tearing The silence breaks thin And all of the fear starts collapsing within [Final Chorus] [Massive cinematic release, layered harmonies and cello] No more worshipping chains No more begging the sky They cannot kill the spark inside No more fearing the truth No more living the lie The fruit was wisdom, not a sin That’s when the prison let us in [Outro] [Soft cello, fading tribal drums] [Quiet Whisper] The door was never locked… [End]