Bad Religion: Atheist Peace From the album: The Empire Strikes First
Lyrics:
Maybe its too late for intellectual debate, but a residue of confusion remains.
Changing with the times, and developmentally tortured minds are the average citizens sources of pain.
Tell me what were fighting for— I dont remember anymore, only temporary reprieve
And the world might cease if we fail to tame the beast from the faith that you release comes an atheist peace.
Atheist peace.
Political forces render bitter cold winds of discontent, and the modern age emerged triumphantly. But now it seemed we've stalled, And its time to de-evolve and relive the dark chapters of history
Tell me what were fighting for— No progress ever came from war, only a false sense of increase
and the world wont wait for the truth upon a plate but were ready now to feast on an atheist peace.
The Chaser's War on Everything: Praise The Lord! - Hillsong Christian Rock Music.
The Chaser's War on Everything was an Australian television satirical comedy series broadcast on the Australian Broadcasting Corporation (ABC) television station ABC1. It has won an AFI Award. The cast perform sketches mocking social and political issues, and often feature comedic publicity stunts.
The series is produced by the Australian satirical group, The Chaser, consisting of Chris Taylor, Julian Morrow, Craig Reucassel, Andrew Hansen, and Chas Licciardello. Fellow Chaser members Dominic Knight and Charles Firth are not part of the regular on-screen cast. However, Knight is a writer, and Firth compiled roving reports for the show from the United States, until he left the group to start a satirical newspaper in mid-2007.
The show premiered on 17 February 2006 and has since produced 58 episodes, broadcast over three seasons between 2006 to 2007 as well as during 2009. The first season was broadcast at an unstable late timeslot on Friday nights. The second and third seasons were broadcast in a more favourable timeslot of Wednesdays at 9 pm. The show did not return in 2008, but returned on the 27th of May 2009 for the third season featuring only ten episodes.
Following the controversy of the "Make a Realistic Wish Foundation" sketch, the third season was reduced to 8 episodes, being suspended for 2 weeks.
The stunts displayed on the show have often been controversial. For example, on 14 July 2006, Licciardello was charged after selling fake knives to Bulldogs fans outside one of their rugby league games. Licciardello was again arrested, alongside Morrow and nine crew members, on 6 September 2007 after breaching security at the 2007 APEC summit.
The last episode of the series was aired on 29 July 2009, and rated an average national audience of 1.45 million.
When two missionaries struggle with door to door conversions they take their good word to the streetz...
Lyrics: Get Down! On a knee. We'll bust thee a righteous decree, Pour out a 40 for the glorious G.O.D.
Say yes, be blessed, and rock V.I.P Drinking juice with Jehovah, and gin with J.C.
You'll pay the price if you give into vice, so think twice, You better tomahawk this mother-lovin' oop from Christ.
Matthew one-six, colon, one-eight doc, he can't build you a church unless you pass him the rock.
We're on a mission to christen, We're spittin' acts of contrition, We're fishin' out opposition , With biblical ammunition. No dismissin' tradition, No transitioning positions, You call that Christian, you trippin, Don't make us go inquisition.
The God That Failed is the tenth song on the album Metallica (The Black Album). Lyrics:
Pride you took Pride you feel Pride that you felt when you'd kneel Not the word Not the love Not what you thought from above
It feeds (it feeds) It grows (it grows) It clouds all that you will know Deceit Deceive Decide just what you believe
I see faith in your eyes Never you hear the discouraging lies I hear faith in your cries Broken is the promise, betrayal The healing hand held back by the deepened nail Follow the god that failed
Find your peace Find your say Find the smooth road on your way Trust you gave A child to save Left you cold and him in grave
It feeds (it feeds) It grows (it grows) It clouds all that you will know Deceit Deceive Decide just what you believe
I see faith in your eyes Never you hear the discouraging lies I hear faith in your cries Broken is the promise, betrayal The healing hand held back by the deepened nail Follow the god that failed
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I see faith in your eyes Broken is the promise, betrayal The healing hand held back by the deepened nail Follow the god that failed
Pride you took Pride you feel Pride that you felt when you'd kneel Trust you gave A child to save Left you cold and him in grave
I see faith in your eyes Never your hear the discouraging lies I hear faith in your cries Broken is the promise, betrayal The healing hand held back by the deepened nail Follow the god that failed Follow the god that failed
In the history of the human race Of all the inspirations for the separation of man from his true tribal culture Of all the inspirations for the acts of violence from one man onto another From one nation onto another, from one oppressor onto the oppressed There is no more guilty party and inspiration than those books known As the Holy Bible, the Koran, and the Bagavad Gita to spread separation of mankind
The Bible is bullshit, the Koran is a lie The Bagavad Gita did not fall from the sky These are the books that were written by men They've caused wars, now follow if you can
They took away our love and gave us fear Tried to make us hate the one who put us here Then they took our sacred songs and made them wrong Then they took away our prayers and gave us theirs
The Bible is bullshit, the Koran is a lie The Bagavad Gita did not fall from the sky These are the books that are written by men They've caused wars, now follow if you can
First they created sin so they could win Then they built the cages they could put us in Then they took away our tribes and gave us jail Then they took away the Earth and gave us hell
The Bible is bullshit, the Koran is a lie The Bagavad Gita did not fall from the sky These are the books that are written by men They've caused wars, now follow if you can
It's time for you to love one another It's time for you to recognize your brother It's time for us to stop killing our mother It's time for us to care for each other
"Our Place in the Cosmos", the third video from the Symphony of Science, was crafted using samples from Carl Sagan's Cosmos, Richard Dawkins' Genius of Charles Darwin series, Dawkins' TED Talk, Stephen Hawking's Universe series, Michio Kaku's interview on Physics and aliens, plus added visuals from Baraka, Koyaanisqatsi, History Channel's Universe series, and IMAX Cosmic Voyage. The themes present in this song are intended to explore our understanding of our origins within the universe, and to challenge the commonplace notion that humans have a superior or privleged position, both on our home planet and in the universe itself.
[Narrator] With every century Our eyes on the universe have been opened anew We are witness To the very brink of time and space
[Robert Jastrow] We must ask ourselves We who are so proud of our accomplishments What is our place in the cosmic perspective of life?
[Carl Sagan] The exploration of the cosmos Is a voyage of self discovery As long as there have been humans We have searched for our place in the cosmos
[Richard Dawkins] Are there things about the universe That will be forever beyond our grasp? Are there things about the universe that are Ungraspable?
[Sagan] One of the great revelations of space exploration Is the image of the earth, finite and lonely Bearing the entire human species Through the oceans of space and time
[Dawkins] Matter flows from place to place And momentarily comes together to be you Some people find that thought disturbing I find the reality thrilling
[Sagan] As the ancient mythmakers knew We're children equally of the earth and the sky In our tenure on this planet, we've accumulated Dangerous evolutionary baggage
We've also acquired compassion for others, Love for our children, And a great soaring passionate intelligence The clear tools for our continued survival
[Michio Kaku] We could be in the middle Of an inter-galactic conversation And we wouldn't even know
[Sagan] We've begun at last To wonder about our origins Star stuff contemplating the stars Tracing that long path
Our obligation to survive and flourish Is owed not just to ourselves But also to that cosmos Ancient and vast, from which we spring
He is the angel with the scabbed wings Hard-drug face Want to powder his nose He will deflower the freshest crop Dry up all the wombs with his rock and roll sores Rock and roll sores Rock and roll sores
Dead is what he is He does what he please The things that he has, you'll never want to see What you're never gonna be now
Sketch a little keyhole For looking-glass people You don't want to see him You only want to be him Mommy's got a scarecrow Gotta let the corn grow Man can't always reap what he sows
He is the maker He is the taker He is the savior He is the raper
Dead is what he is He does what he please The things that he has, you'll never want to see What you're never gonna be now
Sketch a little keyhole For looking-glass people You don't want to see him You only want to be him Mommy's got a scarecrow Gotta let the corn grow Man can't always reap what he sows
He is the maker He is the taker He is the savior He is the raper
Get back you're never gonna leave him Get back you're always gonna please him Get back you're never gonna leave him Get back you're always gonna please him
He is the angel with the scabbed wings Hard-drug face Want to powder his nose He will deflower the freshest crop Dry up all the wombs with his rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores Rock and roll sores Rock and roll sores Rock and roll sores Rock and roll sores Rock and roll sores
(Man can't always reap what he sow) Rock and roll sores (Man can't always reap what he sow) Rock and roll sores (Man can't always reap what he sow)
Music video by Marilyn Manson performing The Fight Song with The Wiz [Video Director] (C) 2000 Nothing/Interscope Records
Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events and isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breath into survive
But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit
And when we were good you just closed you eyes So when we are bad we're going to scar your minds
FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!
You'll never grow up to be a big- rock-star-celebrated-victim-of-your-fame They'll just cut our wrists like cheap coupons and say that death was on sale today
And when we were good you just closed you eyes So when we are bad we're scar your minds
But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit
the death of one is a tragedy the death of one is a tragedy the death of one is a tragedy the death of a million is just a statistic
If seeing is believing then they've gouged out all their own eyes. they're confused by the love, the hate, all of the hypocritical lies. their own misfortunes, creating the selfish disguise; that will seed the beginning of their spiritual demise (2)
I can’t believe this is happening, my faith depleting somewhere buried inside, alive; afraid, unstable, but learning that these things will clear in time I’m so scared, I’m so scared of what I might become
straying from the beaten path that I’ve been on for so long finally moving forward in life, acknowledging my faults that’s haunted my every move for what seems like years my conscience screaming, realizing things aren’t as bad as they appear
still anchored in our old ways
and just when you think everything's going to be alright defenses down, so vulnerable to what once had you gripped so tight
the miracle I needed, no longer mistreated the life changing motivation, my only inspiration calm the storms and ill walk the waves my eyes are open, and I can clearly see
CALM THE STORMS AND I’LL WALK THE WAVES
I can’t believe all this is happening to me, my faith depleting some where buried alive, inside; afraid, unstable, but learning that these things will clear in time I’m so scared, I’m so scared of what I might become and just when you think everything ‘s going to be alright I’m vulnerable to what once had me gripped so tight
Oh, life is bigger It's bigger than you And you are not me The lengths that I will go to The distance in your eyes Oh no, I've said too much I set it up
That's me in the corner That's me in the spotlight, Losing my religion Trying to keep up with you And I don't know if I can do it Oh no, I've said too much I haven't said enough I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper Of every waking hour I'm Choosing my confessions Trying to keep an eye on you Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool Oh no, I've said too much I set it up
Consider this, consider this The hint of the century Consider this The slip that brought me To my knees failed What if all these fantasies Come flailing around Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream That was just a dream
That's me in the corner That's me in the spotlight Losing my religion Trying to keep a view And I don't know if I can do it Oh no I've said too much I hadn't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream Try, cry, why try? That was just a dream Just a dream, just a dream Dream
God is a concept By which we measure Our pain I'll say it again God is a concept By which we measure Our pain
I don't believe in magic I don't believe in I-ching I don't believe in Bible I don't believe in tarot I don't believe in Hitler I don't believe in Jesus I don't believe in Kennedy I don't believe in Buddha I don't believe in Mantra I don't believe in Gita I don't believe in Yoga I don't believe in kings I don't believe in Elvis I don't believe in Zimmerman I don't believe in Beatles I just believe in me Yoko and me And that's reality
The dream is over What can I say? The dream is over Yesterday I was the Dreamweaver But now I'm reborn I was the Walrus But now I'm John And so dear friends You'll just have to carry on The dream is over
This indicates the lies of religion (or the theist's god), He wants to "believe" but knows it's ultimately a terrible lie. Terrible that it is the number one cause of war, brought hatred, sexism, discrimination among much other terrible things. A lie that has created false hope and blindfolded fear to society.
Hey God, why are you doing this to me? Am I not living up to what I'm supposed to be? Why am I seething with this animosity? Hey God, I think you owe me a great big apology.
Hey God, I really don't know what you mean. Seems like salvation comes only in my dreams. I feel my hatred grow all the more extreme. Hey God, can this world really be as sad as it seems?
Don't take it away from me. I need someone to hold on to. Don't take it away from me. I need you to hold on to. Don't take it away from me. I need someone to hold on to.
Don't take it. Don't take it. Don't take it.
Hey God! Hey God! Hey God! Hey God!
Hey God, there's nothing left for me to hide. I lost my ignorance, my security and pride. I'm all alone in this fucking world you must despise. Hey God, I believed your promises. Your promises were lies.
"When I became convinced that the universe is natural, that all the ghosts and gods are myths, there entered into my brain, into my soul, into every drop of my blood the sense, the feeling, the joy of freedom. The walls of my prison crumbled and fell. The dungeon was flooded with light and all the bolts and bars and manacles became dust. I was no longer a servant, a serf, or a slave. There was for me no master in all the wide world, not even in infinite space. I was free--free to think, to express my thoughts--free to live my own ideal, free to live for myself and those I loved, free to use all my faculties, all my senses, free to spread imagination's wings, free to investigate, to guess and dream and hope, free to judge and determine for myself . . . I was free! I stood erect and fearlessly, joyously faced all worlds."
