Prize for the wicked by Xnothecreator Lyrics

We all know why the caged bird sings
Never backing down the song of freedom rings
But few understand the mental strain
Of putting a lion in its stead
A lion leads, born to lead
It won’t know how to fall behind
A captured lion will rage
He will rebel
Fight back his oppressors
That is in his nature
He knows that he is a King
But after a while‚ captivity will take its toll
“Eat at this time”
“Sleep at this time”
“Don’t go out these walls”
“Pose for the cameras”
He’s been broken down into following a path that which is not his own
Slowly‚ his soul fades
He is no longer a lion
No longer a leader‚ a King
He is but a trophy, a follower to satisfy the wandering mind
A reminder that even the strongest of wills can fall
The bird will still sing in its cage
But when the King follows, he loses his thrones
And becomes but a prize for the wicked