Walls Made Of Glass - Brighter Than A Thousand Suns

Let’s get out of here

Money hungry hands await

Blood thirsty mouths just want more

There’s no escape

It’s not enough that our flesh

Feeds half their hunger

These shackles and chains

Keep changing their names

But we’re still their slaves

If only these walls were made of glass

We’d have a second chance

We can’t speak but we can scream

And when we’re dead our cries are louder in your head

Without regret it’s easy to forget

What we’re living for

What are we dying for?

We are consumed by those we answer to Bought and sold and swallowed whole

We’re buried in your body

You’re living in our skin

What are we living for?

Let’s get out of here

Greedy hands await blood thirsty mouths

What are we dying for?

Just who do you think you are?

Just who do you think we are?

Get off your throne

You get away with murder