Babylon breathe
I see you people and on and on Graven images, idols and false icons I'm seeking wisdom like But my antenae keeps on up evil transmissions
At headquarters I my mission Blow up the of the air like nuclear fission So I analyze my weapons, lazer guided that Shoot spiritual wisdom, I think I see warriors
Fragile heathens to run stuff like mayors So with brotha's that snuff I set up bombs to destroy the strong holds of Babylon
breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon breathe
breathe Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe
We be under grace, a righteous minority Decadent make you forget your spiritual priority Back down by the movement, soldiers who serve ya Open to be used by God, you like Medo-Persia
of all kingdoms, live evil, purified hurrah take you down Don't look back, you like Sodom And Gomorrah arm of the law 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 over your fields Present day Iraq lies in ruins lies Schemes, backstab bumrushed Get crushed by us, this invasion
Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon
Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon breathe Babylon breathe
Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, the warning The is coming, the shadow is coming 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
to the sky, heed the warning The shadow is coming, the is coming Look to the sky, heed the 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 shadow is coming, the shadow is
The plagues are coming, the are coming I the breath of the Death Beast The plagues are coming, the plagues are I feel the breath of the Death The are coming, the plagues are coming I the breath of the Death Beast The are coming, the plagues are coming I feel the breath of the Beast
Misled bureaucracy, full of I gotta steel pulse, looking for a true Destruction, now walls have fallen sitting here waiting for the train to Zion
Sit down in the dust, without a throne To your own is 47:1 The city has fallen, she has Golden images of its God lie shattered on the