Babylon breathe
I see you people and on and on Graven images, golden idols and icons I'm seeking wisdom like But my keeps on picking up evil transmissions
At headquarters I receive my Blow up the of the air like nuclear fission So I analyze my weapons, lazer guided rifles Shoot spiritual wisdom, I think I see warriors
Fragile heathens tryin' to run stuff like So with brotha's that punks I set up time bombs to destroy the strong holds of
Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe
Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon
We be tribes under grace, a righteous Decadent culture make you forget spiritual priority Back down by the movement, 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, you like Sodom And arm of the law guilty 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 dance over your Present day Iraq lies in ruins lies Schemes, persuasions bumrushed Get crushed by us, rescue invasion
Babylon breathe Babylon breathe breathe Babylon Babylon breathe
breathe Babylon Babylon breathe 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 shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, heed the The is coming, the shadow is coming
Look to the sky, heed the The is coming, the shadow is coming 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 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 are coming I feel the of the Death Beast The are coming, the plagues are coming I the breath of the Death Beast The plagues are coming, the are coming I the breath of the Death Beast
bureaucracy, full of hypocrisy I gotta pulse, looking for a true democracy Destruction, now your walls have Just sitting here waiting for the to Zion
Sit in the dust, Babylon without a throne To your own is 47:1 The has fallen, she has fallen Golden of its God lie shattered on the ground