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Feed The Children (book Of Lies) Lyrics - Singles - Leftover Crack

You sow the seeds of endless chumps 

And reap the weak with Bible thumps 

You cross your T's and dot your eyes 

To fill the world with vapid lies 

 

Your judging ways are sick to death 

Your ignorance and praying breath 

You profit from a confused land 

That toils and dies to understand 

 

We're born in pain and trapped in doom 

Our empty lives in empty rooms 

The Bible empties guilty minds 

While cries for help face shutting blinds 

 

These blind all scream for me to see 

And disregard the ills of history 

These fairy tales are memorized 

And spew from mouths with empty eyes 

 

No feeling, good book stole it away 

Another preacher fakes to focus on collection plates 

Another sheep to masturbate 

In book of names by ivory gates 

 

You're lost, you'll never find 

A flock of sheep with rotting minds 

The cost is suffering 

2000 years and more in time 

 

And no one knows just what to do 

And soon they'll set their sites on you 

The ignorant all hide in mass 

(While) 

They cook the books, revise the past 

 

The winners write the lying tomes 

In a brave new world we're locked in homes 

That pharmacize for docile proles 

That digs us down in deeper holes 

 

(The) 

Progress comes in bloody waves 

The sword swings broad for blood it craves 

The pawns still toil for dying dreams 

We televise their bloody screams 

 

Such sadness, nothing to do but pray 

Another victim dies, another moral suicide 

"No more book of lies instead of food" 

The hungry cried 

 

You're lost, you'll never find 

Between the pews the rotting mind 

No trust, the ties that bind 

The little lies that burn and blind 

 

(In) 

Human nature's greed and lust 

Our hopes and dreams decay to dust 

Confusion from their lies is rife 

We're crushed beneath our debts in life 

 

I'm told I've made the wrong mistake 

But what am I supposed to take? 

The fabric frays, the screws are loose 

We're sick of lies and mind abuse 

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