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dzk - bow down كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
i keep seeing a repeating, scene in my dreams
i’m weeping peacefully, in a green pasture of sheep
who breathe deeply, relaxed on the gr-ss, asleep when
i see these factions, of masked men, with axes, creeping
i can see, that we’re captured, but when i scream, the -ss-ssins
begin laughing, and the sheep don’t even seem to gather
the fact that their masters are grabbing and smashing their backs in
in a graphic fashion and dragging the cadavers past ’em
the sadness from those savage actions i had to fathom
never p-sses, even though, they were so overtly imagined
they show, actual patterns of what can happen to those trapped in
the rapture of the holy ghost if they don’t open their lashes
and focus on what matters most… before they cash in
choke and p-ss and go in a casket, or blow in the p-ssing
wind over the ocean as scattered ashes and bone fragments
just hoping their pastor was accurate

[hook]
[bow down and] – pray
pray to your god
[now, bow down and] -pray
pray to your god

[verse 2]
what kinda creator would make a race of people
and make ’em act a certain way or else he deems ’em evil?
how can you give a living being the freedom to breathe
and then lead them into sea of deceivers who greet em, see
it’s not a miracle, when you beat a disease [please]
it’s not a miracle, when you breed and receive
a baby from a lady, it’s nature, you can pray to a tree
it don’t mean the seasons are changing cuz you believe in the leaves
faith is a crazy made up way to explain, what you can’t explain
in way that you can’t debate it, it’s insane that we live in a nation
that’s innovative enough to create a station in sp-ce
but we still praise the pages of an ancient publication
considered great…. in the motherf-cking middles ages
i’m sick of the way this civilization blames their hatred
on a simple fictional basis such as satan it makes me
sick to my stomach, it’s just disgusting ain’t it?

[hook]
[bow down and] – pray
pray to your god
[now, bow down and] -pray
pray to your god

[verse 3]
and i’m sick of censorship committees, gripping the d-cks of christian ministries
who are admittingly, just letting any priest get a piece
of greased little boy keester and get away free
while they celebrate easter… jesus, it’s un-f-cking-believable
that you people still worship invisible ent-ties, i mean
who seriously wants to live for infinity? are you kidding me?
if you guys wanna censor a bigger lie, try the validity
of a city sitting in the sky, where everybody who died is now living
better yet, convince me that the visceral presence
of an invincible peasant will some-how better my f-cking intelligence
and give me some evidence, heaven exists, besides some lessons
written by guys who couldn’t technically give any relevant tips
except that i should be a celibate twit who cries like a b-tch
to a timeless spirit every-time that i’m fearing some sh-t
the entire idea of religion’s been queer since it was twisted
to it’s limit, now it’s a just mere hindrance

[hook]
[bow down and] – pray
pray to your god
[now, bow down and] -pray
pray to your god

- dzk

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