Lyrics

We are the dead
we're the damned the damaged
despised and unwilling to sacrifice

what we've lost is our cost for living
and our ear for reprimand

you have no faith in my holy war
i can see you through a hole in the wall

yes we are on the losing side
(I can't sell your guilty treasure)
maybe we need a new treaty of Versailles

I can't sell your guilty treasures anymore

our power is infinite our scope is grand
on one leg perhaps better we would stand
have no faith in holy delusions
yet you bankroll our holy war
i can't be down with your peter griffin
i can't believe in your DVDs
I can't sell your guilty treasures anymore

we are the dead we're the damned despised
we are the dead we're the damned despised
I can't sell your guilty treasures any-
I can't sell your guilty treasures ooh

and it's not really true-
the look on your face
I cannot see how they don't notice

yes we are on the losing side
maybe we need a new treaty of versailles
our power's infinite our scope is grand
totalitarian take me by the hand
you make it so untrue
so no one sees you
I can't see your guilty treasures
I can't sell your guilty treasures oooh
and it's not really true-
the look on your face
I cannot see how they don't notice