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