Urreligion (ur- being a Germanic prefix for original, primitive, elder, primeval, or proto-) is a notion of an "original" or "youngest" form of religious tradition. The term contrasts with organized religion, such as the theocracies of the early urban cultures of the Ancient Near East or current world religions. The term originates in German Romanticism.
Friedrich Creuzer put forward the notion of a monotheistic primeval religion in 1810 - an idea taken up by other authors of the Romantic period, such as J. J. Bachofen, but decidedly opposed by Johann Heinrich Voss.Goethe in a conversation with Eckermann on 11 March 1832 discussed the human Urreligion, which he characterized as "pure nature and [pure] reason, of divine origin". The final scene of his Faust Part Two (1832) has been taken as evoking "the 'Urreligion' of mankind".
Often used in the sense of natural religion or indigenous religion, the religious behaviour of pre-modern tribal societies such as shamanism, animism and ancestor worship (e.g. Australian aboriginal mythology), the term Urreligion has also been used by adherents of various religions to back up the claim that their own religion is somehow "primeval" or "older" than competing traditions. In the context of a given religious faith, literal belief in a creation may be the base of primality. (e.g. Biblical literalism, or literal belief in the Hindu Puranas).
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Think for your own, not on your own
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Or risk them to their graves
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I won't run, and I will destroy you all
Your time is done
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The wrath of angst under my skin
With blood, will suffocate them all
A propaganda game bent us to the will
Be certain that the rules will change
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Reaches out for you
Feed the life
The toxic dreams for which you cry
Your life
Your life is running from reality
In The End
All the change will start with your genocide
Now the time, their science fiction fantasy
They have fabricated
Overcome, after the world was bought
We'll take it back and kill off what's left
This is certain
Your ways create death in this form
Pray to your mechanical savior
It's soul is sought
Seeing the funeral arise
It is certain, you've fallen from grace
You'll try to damage us while you still can