Babylon breathe
I see you people and on and on images, golden idols and false icons I'm seeking like Solomon But my antenae keeps on picking up transmissions
At I receive my mission Blow up the of the air like nuclear fission So I analyze my weapons, guided rifles that Shoot spiritual wisdom, I think I see enemy
Fragile heathens tryin' to run like mayors So with brotha's snuff punks I set up time to destroy the strong holds of Babylon
Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe breathe Babylon
Babylon breathe Babylon breathe breathe Babylon Babylon breathe
We be tribes under grace, a minority Decadent culture make you forget your spiritual Back down by the movement, soldiers who will 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, overthrown you like And arm of the law guilty of all crimes I be like the Prophet Isiah
Predict your fall over 150 times, got you could never use For the purpose you be using, I'll over your fields day Iraq still lies in ruins lies Schemes, backstab persuasions Get crushed by us, this rescue
Babylon breathe breathe Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon breathe
Babylon breathe breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon
to the sky, heed 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, heed the 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 Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the shadow is 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
The plagues are coming, the are coming I feel the breath of the Beast The plagues are coming, the are coming I the breath of the Death Beast The plagues are coming, the are coming I feel the of the Death Beast The plagues are coming, the are coming I feel the breath of the Death
Misled bureaucracy, of hypocrisy I gotta steel pulse, for a true democracy Destruction, now your have fallen Just here waiting for the train to Zion
Sit down in the dust, Babylon without a To call your own is The has fallen, she has fallen Golden images of its God lie on the ground