Praise the Lord (Opium of the Masses) - Dying Fetus

Praise the Lord (Opium of the Masses) - Dying Fetus

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2000
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`Angļu`
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Zemāk ir dziesmas vārdi Praise the Lord (Opium of the Masses) , izpildītājs - Dying Fetus ar tulkojumu

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Praise the Lord (Opium of the Masses)

Dying Fetus

One by one, the young will fall, indoctrinating process growing

Some too weak to fight at all, who controls their future?

God above, or God below, questions that no one can answer

Live the truth, or die to know, it’s my agnostic vision

Jews killing Muslims, and Christians killing Jews

The circle is unending, and all sides always lose

If faith is blind devotion, then death is the result

When history is rotten, the young and pure grow dead and cold

I don’t need a book for saving, fellowship or days of praying

Organizing means dilution, and results in persecution

Through it all I keep a vision, understand what I believe in

Truth is not the faith you follow, it’s far more than you can ever know

Religion, the burden we carry forth

Mankind, addicted--the drug spreads on

Paranoia eats all reason, driving their crusading mission

Zealotry from Rome to Mecca, millions more become infected

God cannot be mass-projected, or beaten out through forced confessions

It’s for all of us to ponder, not for dogma’s chains to hold us down

Wake up and put the past where it belongs, just beat them back till they are

gone

Their doctrines lead to misery, they’re prophets preaching fantasy

How can they hold themselves above the rest?

From holy birth to martyr’s death, the moral quest for life beyond,

It’s just a pipe dream for the paranoid

The empty words of holy books will mislead all those that read

Buried in the lines of text are the myths that feed their needs

Born from flesh, just like all earth down below

Which came from a life form we can never know

Pray for a world that only God above can save?

The church is the reason why they’ve lost their way

Crusades and Inquisitions, holy wars, Jihad

They are the willing victims of a grand facade

Above it all, the lies are told.

The masses follow without question

First to die, or last to go, I know my convictions

Flesh and blood, and spirit life, the trinity of my perception

Dead awake, or sleeping dead, we will find out in the end

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