Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Promised Land

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