Weaned On Lies
A child is born, to a religious home
And from early in his life, his thoughts are not his own
His parents, they raise him, in the way they feel is right
On bible stories, sunday school, and the words of Jesus Christ
[Chorus]
You've been weaned on lies
All you're fucking life
Never had the fucking chance
To make up your on mind
You've been weaned on lies
The've been forced into your head
Blind loyalty to God
Is how you have been bred
And as the child grows up, all he hears and sees
Are bible camp, christian rock, and Kenneth Copeland on t.v.
And his parents are proud of what they have done
They've raised an automaton and not a fucking son
[Chorus]
Now the chil has grown up and has kids of his own
And the same fucking thing happens in his home
It's just a fucking circle of lies, deceit, and fraud
Because all the've ever heard is to believe in God
Crianza en Mentiras
Un niño nace en un hogar religioso
Y desde temprana edad, sus pensamientos no son suyos
Sus padres lo crían, de la manera que consideran correcta
Con historias bíblicas, escuela dominical y las palabras de Jesucristo
[Estribillo]
Has sido criado en mentiras
Toda tu maldita vida
Nunca tuviste la maldita oportunidad
De formar tu propia opinión
Has sido criado en mentiras
Te las han metido en la cabeza
La lealtad ciega a Dios
Es cómo te han criado
Y a medida que el niño crece, todo lo que escucha y ve
Son campamentos bíblicos, rock cristiano y Kenneth Copeland en la televisión
Y sus padres están orgullosos de lo que han hecho
Han criado un autómata y no un maldito hijo
[Estribillo]
Ahora el niño ha crecido y tiene sus propios hijos
Y la misma maldita cosa sucede en su hogar
Es solo un maldito círculo de mentiras, engaño y fraude
Porque todo lo que han escuchado es creer en Dios