Testo di Captive State

Measured words and a faithless kiss from men who rule with iron fists Compassion here is bought and sold but the publicity was sweet As the faithful gather round their screens To weep for one more nameless kid Who died to make the faceless rich Who died to make the faceless rich We're voiceless In talent shows for media whores and idiots fighting fashion wars A new religion for the poor where everything is bought and sold As the worthless gather on their knees In their sweatshops by the sea To make the things that set them free To make the things that set them free We're hopeless We are - We're hopeless We are - We're captive No more