The golden gates become a holding cell With sleight of hand you have locked me in Your charities a courtesy where cruel intentions lie As I make my way in suspicious crowds The smiles begin to rise I find you so misleading Patch work frays Cruel intentions now remain You always pinned me as a castaway Cruel incentives claim the stage Guilty of your first betrayal The night sets in Drawn to illusions that you proudly made (The night sets in) You serve it cold no guilt With all the gla** words that you put in place (The night sets in) I find you so misleading Your cruel intentions will claim Patch work frays Cruel intentions now remain You always pinned me as a castaway Cruel incentives claim the stage Guilty of your first betrayal The golden gates become a holding cell With sleight of hand you have locked me in I find you so misleading Your cruel intentions will claim Another victim again Patch work frays Cruel intentions now remain You always pinned me as a castaway Cruel incentives claim the stage Guilty of your first betrayal I realize that I'm the castaway As the night sets in I had to fall in to find out Your cruel intentions I had to fall in to find out Your cruel intentions