Babylon breathe
I see you people and on and on Graven images, idols and false icons I'm seeking wisdom Solomon But my antenae keeps on picking up evil
At headquarters I my mission Blow up the ruler of the air like nuclear So I analyze my weapons, lazer guided rifles Shoot spiritual wisdom, I I see enemy warriors
Fragile heathens to run stuff like mayors So with that snuff punks I set up time bombs to destroy the strong of Babylon
Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe breathe Babylon
Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon breathe
We be tribes under grace, a righteous Decadent culture make you forget spiritual priority Back down by the movement, soldiers who serve ya Open to be used by God, destroy you like
Jewel of all kingdoms, live evil, hurrah take you down Don't look back, you like Sodom And arm of the law guilty of all crimes I be the great Prophet Isiah
Predict your fall over 150 times, got rhymes you never use For the purpose you be using, I'll dance over your Present day Iraq still lies in ruins Schemes, persuasions bumrushed Get crushed by us, this rescue
Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon
Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon breathe breathe Babylon
Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, heed the The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the shadow is to the sky, heed the warning The shadow is coming, the is coming
Look to the sky, the warning The is coming, the shadow is coming Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the is coming Look to the sky, heed the The shadow is coming, the shadow is
The plagues are coming, the are coming I feel the breath of the Death The plagues are coming, the plagues are I feel the breath of the Death The are coming, the plagues are coming I feel the breath of the Beast The are coming, the plagues are coming I feel the of the Death Beast
bureaucracy, full of hypocrisy I gotta steel pulse, for a true democracy Destruction, now your have fallen Just sitting here for the train to Zion
Sit down in the dust, without a throne To call own is 47:1 The has fallen, she has fallen Golden images of its God lie on the ground