Luyện nghe bài hát Opiate Of The Masses

The is scarred by the bloodstained past
Haunted by
wars that are never ending
Forever fight of

accuse these meaningless symbols
Created by
Will they their own creation?
Can be so blind?

Fools all they see
Cruel as the can be
Cries of pain as the souls
Whither away the dust

is the fix
And man is to it
The illness and the
The virus dies

To captivate the minds of the
Tell them what they want to
And for those who oppose you
They will in fear

Domination your sensation
by remote control
In your hands are the of the helpless
Their fate never know

manipulating all they see
Cruel as the can be
Cries of pain as the souls
Whither away into the

is the fix
And man is to it
No matter the
Of what's won or

planted the seed
That the tree of greed
The and the lies
The never dies

your own destiny
Get rid of
little truth in what they say
Don't let 'em steal life away, no

Power, to this brings death and destruction
Leaving the earth in
Money, breeds organized and corruption
Who says crime doesn't pay?

Greed, the green-seeking virus that
And your selfish needs
Spreading the addiction man's own
When it's that they deceive