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

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

Jews killing Muslims and killing Jews
The circle is unending and all sides lose
If faith is devotion, then death is the result
history is rotten, the young, young and pure
Grow dead and

I don't need a for saving, fellowship or days of praying
means dilution and results in persecution
Through it all I a vision, understand what I believe in
Truth is not the you follow
Its far than you can ever know

Religion, the we carry forth
Mankind, addicted, the spreads on
Paranoia eats all reason, driving crusading mission
Zealotry from Rome to Mecca, millions more infected

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

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

From holy birth to martyrs
The moral for life beyond
Its a pipe dream for the paranoid
The empty words of holy books will mislead all those that

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

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

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