The Fall Of Babylon

when the nations rise with the eyes of

arrogance raise your war cry and be

shattered the strings of dissention

ensnared by an evil tongue cast your ring

of disappointment the plague of dissolution

the plans of your devise they will be

thwarted spirit stained by corrupted

flesh your hollow truths will be shattered

your riches are acquired by the misfortune

and bloodshed of others within our midst

is the prophesied age of a new babylon all

the images of its gods lie smashed on the

ground it's driven by darkness the dwelling

place for demons for the nations race to

drain the cup of the maddening wine of power

to deny a man of his rights to deprive a man

of justice he looked for justice but saw

bloodshed for righteousness but heard cries

of distress he will cleanse the bloodstains

of the oppressed by a spirit of judgment

spirit of fire he things that drive us to hate

to love to lust to greed and to good is

longing every soul is born with that vague

undefined hole we search each other's eyes

for answers and fine none God will break

the yoke that burdens you but those who

refuse to see leading others astray in

your iniquities terror will seize

you the hour of your judgment will come