Praise the Lord (Opium of the Masses)

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 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 dogmas chains to hold us down (down, down, down, down)

Wake up, and put the past where it belongs
Just beat them back till they are gone
'Cause their doctrines lead to misery
Their prophets preaching fantasy

How can they hold themselves above the rest?
From holy birth to martyrs 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 the 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 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