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 controls their
God or God below, questions no one can answer
the truth or die to know, it's my agnostic vision

Jews killing and Christians killing Jews
The circle is unending and all sides lose
If faith is blind devotion, death is the result
When history is rotten, the young, and pure
Grow and cold

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

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

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

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

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

Buried in the lines of text are the that feed their needs
Born from flesh, just all earth down below
Which came from a life form we can know
(In our context)

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

it all, the lies 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