Caged around brokenness
With shards of glass waiting for my fall
Suspended by a dying tree
All I hope is for its branches to remain strong
Caged in a world of sin
I looked for the Lord
But was led astray
Not my fault as they world pushed me
If I gave in
I would live free
If I gave out
I would be left out
Isolated by the world of the flesh
My body on desperation gave in
Feeding from the hands of wolves
It magnetised me away from the Lord
It felt good, drowning out the words of the Book
I felt free, like the wind without direction
Too far gone, was I trapped in the prison of sin
Addicted to this world, I was covered in Pride
Boastful I was of all my works
Blaspheming the preacher who tested my freedom
All I felt was the world, the goodness of the world
Vanity upon vanity saith the preacher
What profits a man if he only feeds the flesh?
A flesh that will decay into nothingness
A flesh whose beauty can only last as life keeps you
They eyes are never satisfied with seeing
And the ears are never satisfied of hearing nectar
Until the truth is spoken from the Lord
For sin taste so good
That the righteous falls week to its aroma
Letting it fill our lungs till we're too far from light
Defending it because we think it hurts no one
But sin has a dirty stench covered in roses
Only those who walk bare foot can smell it
For it is better to walk on broken glass
Than to jump into a cage of confinement.
