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 for recognition when they die.
Because ego won't permit belief in our
so we manufactured our lie.
We believe with much in our useless superstition
that our are bigger than life.
The man on TV preaches his to me
and says that I am doomed because I don't like him.
He for contributions for his sermons convolutions,
in return is absolution for sins.
I watch in disbelief as people try and shed grief
because they can't accept the that they've become.
They patronize a dogmatic pack of lies
that tell them Jesus is chosen one.
Strictly designed for the of mind,
not just the working man's anymore.
Paralyzed all seeking the sublime
with all doubt ruled out by faith in the divine.
All of them seeking that same reward.
of mind 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, don't live, believe.
With no question just devotion lifeless living in transit