I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth
Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth
I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes,
Inchoate beatitude, the lord of the flies.
So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray
Kaleidoscope images of love on the way,
Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay.
1000 more fools are being born every fucking day.
They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way,
With microwave transmissions they bombard us every day,
The masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep,
The vortex of their minds ensconced within the murky deep
Acclaimed Los Angeles punk rock band Bad Religion's new album entitled Age of Unreason is out now on Epitaph Records. Since the group’s ...