Luyện nghe bài hát Praise The Lord (Opium Of The Masses)

One by one, the young fall, indoctrinating process growing
too weak to fight at all, who controls their future?
God or God below, questions no one can answer
the truth or die to know, it's my agnostic vision

Jews killing Muslims and Christians Jews
The circle is and all sides always lose
If faith is blind devotion, death is the result
When history is rotten, the young, young and
Grow dead and

I don't need a book for saving, fellowship or days of
Organizing means dilution and in persecution
Through it all I keep a vision, what I believe in
Truth is not the faith you
Its far more than you can know

Religion, the burden we carry
Mankind, addicted, the spreads on
Paranoia all reason, driving their crusading mission
Zealotry Rome to Mecca, millions more become infected

God cannot be
Or out through forced confessions
Its for all of us to
Not for dogmas to hold us down
Wake up and put the past where it

Just beat back 'til they are gone
their doctrines lead to misery
Theyre prophets preaching
How can they themselves above the rest?

From holy to martyrs death
The moral quest for life
Its just a pipe dream for the
The empty words of books will mislead all those that read

Buried in the lines of text are the myths that their needs
Born from flesh, just like all down below
came from a life form we can never know
(In our context)

Pray for a world that only God above can
The church is the reason why theyve lost way
Crusades and Inquisitions, Wars, Jihad
They are the willing victims of a facade

Above it all, the are told, the masses follow without question
First to die or last to go, I my convictions
and blood and spirit life, the trinity of my perception
Dead or sleeping dead, we will find out in the end