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