(Verse 1) In halls of portraits, smiles are painted wide, A patriarch's gaze, where secrets softly hide. The daughter serves, a whisper in the air, Her dreams are dust, beneath a father's stare.
(Pre-Chorus) Cracked china dolls, arranged upon the shelf, Reflect the lives they lead, devoid of self. Each perfect pose, a silent, hollow plea, "Is this the life that's meant for me?"
(Chorus) Gilded cage, a family's sacred vow, Where love is currency, and hearts must bow. The iron fist, in velvet glove concealed, A legacy of pain, forever sealed.
(Verse 2) The wife, a shadow, graceful in her plight, Her spirit dimmed, extinguished by the night. He speaks of honor, duty, and respect, While crushing her beneath his intellect.
(Pre-Chorus) Each whispered word, a carefully placed dart, Aimed at the core, to tear her world apart. She smiles and nods, a mask she wears with pride, While silently, her very essence died.
(Chorus) Gilded cage, a family's sacred vow, Where love is currency, and hearts must bow. The iron fist, in velvet glove concealed, A legacy of pain, forever sealed.
(Bridge) They preach of morals, values pure and bright, But darkness festers in the fading light. A broken promise, whispered through the years, A symphony of sorrow, fueled by tears.
(Chorus) Gilded cage, a family's sacred vow, Where love is currency, and hearts must bow. The iron fist, in velvet glove concealed, A legacy of pain, forever sealed.
(Outro) The cage stands strong, its bars of polished gold, A story of oppression, silently unfolds. The truth concealed, behind a painted smile, In this gilded cage, where souls begin to die.
(Tag) Gilded, Gilded, Cage.
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