The Things You Vow to Keep

Your emotions are a mill stone
Entangled around your heart.
Pulling you deep and deeper
Into your blackest part.
Your emotions they are real;
Both the pleasure and the pain.
Though truth is not in them,
You let them soak like rain.
You know you are not trapped
In the darkness and the deep;
Your cage is made entirely
Of the things you vow to keep.

You say that you are spiritual,
And yet you reject the light.
You claim you’re not religious,
But your rituals are your delight.
You see yourself rejected.
Injured. Dying all alone.
But buried deep within you
The truth screams to be known.
You know you are not trapped
In the darkness and the deep;
Your cage is made entirely
Of the things you vow to keep.

The white wolf and the black
They are different, but the same.
Both came to destroy you,
And you know its name.
Born in a world of darkness,
As every one has been;
There is only One who
Can deliver you from sin.
You know you are not trapped
In the darkness and the deep,
Your cage is made entirely
Of the things you vow to keep.

To look within the soul
And count the battle scars,
Blinds what lies beneath,
Enforcing your cage’s bars.
To see yourself a wretched man--
Forgiven--do you not see?
That is why Jesus died.
He died to set you free.
You know you are not trapped
In the darkness and the deep,
Your cage is made entirely
Of the things you vow to keep.