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Lions’ Den

What of the desperate house wife?

Makeup concealing the bruise on her face

He tells her it’s all her fault

But her pastor says that she has to forgive

Where can she go for shelter

When Your house is a lions’ den?

 

Lions’ den, lions’ den

Struggling for life in a lions’ den

Lions’ den, lions’ den

Does anybody know she’s being beaten in a lions’ den?

 

What of the boy in his closet?

Full of questions and doubts and wonders and fears

Clobbered by their thunderous sermons

Dismissed by their judgmental fingers

Where can he go for shelter

When Your house is a lions’ den?

 

Lions’ den, lions’ den

Struggling for life in a lions’ den

Lions’ den, lions’ den

Does anybody know he’s being broken in a lions’ den?

 

And what of the youth-group Lolita?

The light of his life, the fire in his loins

Tarnished by his quicksilver tongue

Her innocence stolen, and she is so young

Oh God, where can she go for shelter

When Your house is a lions’ den?

 

Lions’ den, lions’ den

She’s hanging on for dear life in a lions’ den

Lions’ den, lions’ den

Does anybody know she’s being eaten in a lions’ den?

 

Does anybody care they’re dying slowly in a lions’ den?


This song was inspired by the stories that came from #TakeDownThatPost and also by Connor Brassington’s story of almost dying at the hands of conservative religion. The recording is a very rough demo, and I consider the song to be a work in progress. Your comments are welcome!