Babylon breathe
I see you people and on and on Graven images, golden idols and icons I'm seeking like Solomon But my keeps on picking up evil transmissions
At I receive my mission Blow up the ruler of the air nuclear fission So I analyze my weapons, guided rifles that spiritual wisdom, I think I see enemy warriors
Fragile heathens tryin' to run like mayors So with that snuff punks I set up time bombs to destroy the strong of Babylon
breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon
Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon
We be under grace, a righteous minority Decadent culture make you forget your spiritual Back down by the movement, soldiers who serve 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 like And Gomorrah arm of the law 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 over fields Present day Iraq still lies in lies Schemes, backstab persuasions Get crushed by us, this rescue
Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon
Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe breathe Babylon Babylon breathe
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 is coming, the shadow is coming to the sky, heed 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 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
The plagues are coming, the plagues are I feel the of the Death Beast The plagues are coming, the are coming I feel the breath of the Death The plagues are coming, the are coming I feel the of the Death Beast The are coming, the plagues are coming I feel the breath of the Death
Misled bureaucracy, of hypocrisy I gotta steel pulse, for a true democracy Destruction, now walls have fallen Just sitting here waiting for the train to
Sit down in the dust, Babylon without a To call your own is The city has fallen, she has Golden images of its God lie shattered on the