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 masses  That's what you say  Your progenitor lives a little south of here  My boss is a carpenter that hung on a tree