Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Promised Land

The clock is on the wall the world is spinning
while the billions to justify their lives.
search for meaning in their useless sense of breeding
in their quest for recognition when die.
ego won't permit belief in our mortality
so we manufactured our lie.
We believe with much conviction in our superstition
that our are bigger than life.
The man on TV his beliefs to me
and says that I am because I don't think like him.
He for contributions for his sermons convolutions,
in return is for your sins.
I in disbelief as people try and shed their grief
because they can't accept the things they've become.
They blindly a dogmatic pack of lies
tell them Jesus is their chosen one.
Strictly designed for the of mind,
not the working man's opiate anymore.
Paralyzed all seeking the sublime
all doubt ruled out by their faith in the divine.
All of seeking that same righteous reward.
Weak of and born to follow,
do not the beliefs you swallow.
Eternal life for your in man,
welcome to the empty land.
Don't think, don't breathe, live, just believe.
With no question just lifeless life living in transit