In the earliest days of my memory
I was not what society wanted me to be
all my life I fought to find some peace

every night i prayed for death and release
Prayed for death and release


My body was a torture cell when my life did begin,
a rusting cage holding an angel within.
Now the cage is unlocked, no more living in sin,

no more guilt for holding the angel within.

The iron maiden clamped down upon my soul

my entire being was an empty hole
my childhood was a fight to survive
called a sissy and a !@$) by everyone in my life

everybody in my life...

My body was a torture cell when my life did begin,

a rusting cage holding an angel within.
Now the cage is unlocked, no more living in sin,
no more guilt for holding the angel within.