DZK - Bow Down lyrics

[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 gra**, asleep when I see these factions, of masked men, with axes, creeping I can see, that we're captured, but when I scream, the a**a**ins 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 pa**es, 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 pa** and go in a casket, or blow in the pa**ing 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 space But we still praise the pages of an ancient publication Considered great.... in the motherf**ing 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 dicks 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**ing-believable That you people still worship invisible entities, 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**ing 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**h To a timeless spirit every-time that I'm fearing some sh** 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