We Her Majesty's Prisoners — Manic Street Preachers

Jewels drip redand I don't sound proud Treason is ambition I want dead procession All we got unholy left-overs of a compromise Leaving us like butterflies trapped in frost

Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you

England's glory lives on in world wide genocide So celebrate Buchenwald as Her Majesty's heir Now an obsolete face on a currency of illusion No matter what we own we can't buy freedom

Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you

Throw myself against you cos you ain't frail Underneath silk riches sixty six million giving slaves This needle of religions gonna rust my skin Tear out and exit obeyance of created sin

Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you baby

Faces pressed at gates of anniversary torture Without these fake images we'd never bow down Don't need this history but we still accept Conscripted into a past that invents our guilt

Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you