religion taking over my soul deeds that fill the void only a substitute to make my conscience numb what you don't know will hurt you self cleansing works that make it excusable to sin you'll get it going with the flow cattle thoughtlessly led to the slaughter this is what you say of the man who died for you opiate for the ma**es that's what you say your progenitor lives a little south of here my boss is a carpenter that hung on a tree