Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe Babylon

Babylon breathe

I see you people and on and on
Graven images, golden idols and icons
I'm wisdom like Solomon
But my antenae keeps on picking up transmissions

At headquarters I my mission
Blow up the ruler of the air nuclear fission
So I my weapons, lazer guided rifles that
Shoot wisdom, I think I see enemy warriors

heathens tryin' to run stuff like mayors
So with brotha's snuff punks
I set up time bombs to destroy the strong holds of

breathe Babylon
Babylon Babylon
Babylon breathe
Babylon Babylon

Babylon breathe
Babylon breathe
Babylon Babylon
Babylon breathe

We be tribes grace, a righteous minority
Decadent culture make you forget your spiritual
Back by the movement, soldiers who will serve ya
Open to be used by God, destroy you 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, dance over your fields
Present day Iraq still lies in ruins
Schemes, backstab persuasions
Get crushed by us, rescue invasion

breathe Babylon
Babylon breathe
Babylon breathe
breathe Babylon

Babylon breathe
Babylon Babylon
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 shadow is coming, the is coming
Look to the sky, heed the
The is coming, the shadow is coming

Look to the sky, the warning
The is coming, the shadow is coming
Look to the sky, the warning
The is coming, the shadow is coming
Look to the sky, the warning
The shadow is coming, the is coming
Look to the sky, heed the
The shadow is coming, the shadow is

The plagues are coming, the plagues are
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
The plagues are coming, the are coming
I feel the breath of the Death

bureaucracy, full of hypocrisy
I gotta pulse, looking for a true democracy
Destruction, now your walls have
Just here waiting for the train to Zion

Sit down in the dust, without a throne
To call your own is
The has fallen, she has fallen
Golden images of its God lie on the ground