Praise The Lord (Opium Of The Masses)

One by one, the young will fall,
Indoctrination 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,
Its 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,
Its far more than you could 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 can not be mass projected,
(or) Beaten out through forced confessions
Its 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
Because 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
Is just a pipe-dream for the paranoid

Born from the flesh just like all earth down below
Which came from a life form we can never know
( in our present context) 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...