Babylon Babylon
I see you Babylon and on and on Graven images, golden idols and false I'm seeking wisdom like But my antenae keeps on picking up evil
At headquarters I receive my Blow up the ruler of the air like fission So I my weapons, lazer guided rifles that spiritual wisdom, I think I see enemy warriors
Fragile heathens tryin' to run stuff like So with that snuff punks I set up time bombs to destroy the holds of Babylon
Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon
Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon
We be tribes under grace, a righteous Decadent make you forget your spiritual priority Back down by the movement, who will serve ya Open to be by God, destroy you like Medo-Persia
Jewel of all kingdoms, live evil, purified hurrah take you look back, overthrown you like Sodom And Gomorrah arm of the law guilty of all I be like the Prophet Isiah
your fall over 150 times, got rhymes you could never use For the purpose you be using, I'll over your fields Present day Iraq still lies in ruins Schemes, backstab persuasions Get crushed by us, this rescue
breathe Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon breathe breathe Babylon
Babylon breathe breathe Babylon Babylon breathe breathe Babylon
Look to the sky, heed the The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, heed the The shadow is coming, the is coming to the sky, heed the warning The is coming, the shadow is coming to the sky, heed 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 shadow is coming, the is coming to the sky, heed the warning The is coming, the shadow 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 Beast The are coming, the plagues are coming I the breath of the Death Beast The plagues are coming, the plagues are I the breath of the Death Beast The plagues are coming, the are coming I the breath of the Death Beast
Misled bureaucracy, of hypocrisy I gotta pulse, looking for a true democracy Destruction, now your have fallen Just sitting here waiting for the to Zion
Sit in the dust, Babylon without a throne To call own is 47:1 The has fallen, she has fallen Golden images of its God lie shattered on the