All chains are not equal, nor locks are shorn,
From rings that burden people, common tyrant in household form.
Walk to the church in morning, takes to her knee,
heeding the witches warning: hollow Friar, false identity.

He is waiting, he is watching, he is waiting, he is listening.

Every door, yields to him, comes at night and has his whim.
Man of cloth, man of stealth, comes inside and takes your wealth.

Lock the doors!
Seal it tight!
Keep the prize safe within!

I will watch,
every night,
I'll reveal all the sin!

Mother, watcher of your children.
Father, keeper of the light.
Aid me , help me to discover,
dark stain seeping through my life!

I will hide unafraid!
I will smite twisted cross!
Seal my fate!
Stay my hand!
Keep it poised!
Count no cost!

Lock the doors!
Seal it tight!
Keep the prize safe within!

I will watch,
every night,
I'll reveal all the sin!

"Meanwhile every night soft as shadow, he comes in stealthily,
comely and of feature bold his welcome presence in my bed.
Foolish husband down below who hides among his shuttered doors
pays a fee he'll always owe and never give his heart a pause.

Half light in the muted glow he cast upon our earthly lives
follow him into the deep jealous of his sequestered wife.
Chains not made of steel but forged in the dark caverns of his fear,
bound by lust and and greed he's gorged, tarnished the value of his years."

Jailor caught in his own jail!

Lock the doors!
Seal it tight!
Keep the prize safe within!

I will watch,
every night,
I'll reveal all the sin!

I will hide unafraid!
I will smite twisted cross!
Seal my fate!
Stay my hand!
Keep it poised!
Count no cost!

Now comes the true confession, unchain your heart.
Recant this cruel obsession, facades and folly have torn apart.