Dark Ages 歌词

Image of a dead man Nails struck through his hands Is this really something That a child can understand? Plastic crucifixion Of a Christ who whas been killed Hanging on your beadside Playing on your guilt Accept as being normal This sick perverse idea Of a heaven we should strive for And a hell that we should fear Intimidated by the church We grovel on our knees Begging for forgiveness And hope Almighty Lord is pleased So they told me about Jesus How he died for all our sins While millions throughout history Have been suffering for "him" The Lord is our sheppard And we are all his sheep If you see any truth in this Your brain must be asleep... Nicely packaged dogma Of security and hope On the threshold of hypocrisy A man is crowned a pope And all to the advantage Of the fucking ruling class Just like the kings and queens Who have used it in the past You warn me about dying You seem already dead Your vacant smile reveals All the shit that you've been fed The shit that you've been fed The shit that you've been fed The shit that's been shoveled down your throat