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  • 标题:Praise the Lord (Opium of the Masses)

    标签: 总谱

    艺人:Dying Fetus

    专辑:Destroy the Opposition

    作词:Quirk

    作曲:Gallagher, Netherton

    节拍: ♩ = 165

    注释:Actually AH, 3rd fret, 4th stringActually AH, 3rd fret, 3th string
    歌词:
    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
    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, ‘cause 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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