Fear is the medium, religion is opium
So we're told, let us repeat
Propaganda filtrates like serum
Marching by a subtle beat
Getting rid of all forms of abstraction
Apathetic people, breathing automations
Growing up without the chance to discern
Manipulated history, knowledge is served
God is bondage for the working class
So we're told, so we speak
You realize you can't criticize
Your faith will never be legalized
Fight to be free to wear your own chains
If that's what you want, you shouldn't hesitate
When the last drop of hope is gone
You'll feel safe in God's own spawn
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