Testi:
Bad Religion The Dissent Of Man

well let me bend your ear because I'm never really there when shadows turns to light and hope into despair there was an only one but the broody skies

See all people in Afghanistan praying to the gods and living in the sand. Somebody?s gonna have to set them free, nobody hears the call or command. But

well I know what's wrong and I know what's right and I know that evil exists sure as day turns into night when a man gets down on his knees to pray you

Dark, frozen, hibernation held at bay as your mind, left behind, lost another day. But finally there?s someone to believe. Anti-social boredom is all

bulletproof mind and big pawn-shop eyes And nothing you could say would get to her. So don't look home an an angel with a man on the seat. I can stump

I've been searching for so long now the search party is gone won't somebody tell me what the hell went wrong we started out so strong I never wanted

summer days The wrong way kids were something more than friends Navigating a sprawl without end Did you ever want to take bad advice Did you ever want

As the sun comes creeping up the mountain And the wind blows over from the sea Hey, we're brought into this land like tiny particles of sand Unsure of

In 325, the Council devised A set of sacred testaments, transparent and wise The truth is only ever relied On that which we agree and abide At the meeting