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

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

Jews killing Muslims and killing Jews
The circle is unending and all sides lose
If faith is blind devotion, then is the result
When is rotten, the young, young and pure
dead and cold

I need a book for saving, fellowship or days of praying
Organizing means dilution and in persecution
it all I keep a vision, understand what I believe in
Truth is not the you follow
Its far more than you can ever

Religion, the we carry forth
Mankind, addicted, the drug on
Paranoia eats all reason, driving their crusading
Zealotry from Rome to Mecca, more become infected

God be mass-projected
Or beaten out forced confessions
Its for all of us to
Not for dogmas chains to us down
Wake up and put the where it belongs

Just them back 'til they are gone
'Cause doctrines lead to misery
Theyre preaching fantasy
How can they themselves above the rest?

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

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

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

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