ORTDHX - "BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE" (80s Glam Metal)

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ORTDHX is an 80s-inspired Orthodox Christian Glam Metal band, delivering epic, powerful, and spiritual metal music with a flashy old-school edge. Each song dives into themes of spiritual warfare, redemption, faith, discipline, and the mystical beauty of Orthodox Christianity. ✝️✨

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I was born where the names run thin, past the walls and the counted blood,
No seat prepared, no father’s claim, just a marked beginning in dust and mud.
They closed the gate before I spoke, weighed my worth by a broken line,
I learned my place from lowered eyes, and the art of standing outside.

[Pre-Chorus]
They said my breath was out of order,
My name a debt they would not pay,
But exile teaches what the city hides,
And hunger carves another way.

[Chorus]
BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE! No rightful name!
No welcome fire, no honored place!
Cast to the edge, taught to wait,
I learned to stand — BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE!
BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE! Marked, but alive!
Shaped by the road, not approved by the tribe!
If strength is forged where doors are shut,
Then I was made — BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE!

[Verse 2]
I grew where laws were bent by need, among the desperate and the blamed,
Where loyalty was earned in scars, and every vow was hard and plain.
No altar taught me how to kneel, no elder named me fit to lead,
I learned the weight of sharpened trust, and how to fight before belief.

[Pre-Chorus]
The city guards its spotless sons,
Its chosen lines, its ordered pride,
But God was watching from the waste,
Where outcasts learn to stay alive.

[Chorus]
BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE! No rightful name!
No welcome fire, no honored place!
Cast to the edge, taught to wait,
I learned to stand — BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE!
BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE! Marked, but alive!
Shaped by the road, not approved by the tribe!
If strength is forged where doors are shut,
Then I was made — BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE!

[Bridge]
No prophet comes from comfort first,
No judge is formed without the cost,
The hand God lifts from broken ground,
Still smells of exile, sweat and loss.

[Guitar Solo]

[Final Chorus]
BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE! No rightful name!
No welcome fire, no honored place!
Cast to the edge, taught to wait,
I learned to stand — BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE!
BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE! Marked, but alive!
Shaped by the road, not approved by the tribe!
If strength is forged where doors are shut,
Then I was made — BORN OUTSIDE THE GATE!

Oh, Whoa! Oh Yeah!

[Final Tag]
God calls from places men forget.

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