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  • 作词 : POD
    Babylon, Breathe Babylon 8x.
    I see you people babel on and on and on.
    Graven images,
    golden idols and false icons.
    I'm seeking wisdom like Solomon
    but my antenae keeps on picking up evil transmissions at headquarters.
    I recieve my mission,
    blow up the ruler of the air. (Eph. 2:2) Like nuclear fission
    so I analyze my weapons
    laser guided rifles that shoot spiritual wisdom
    I think I see my enemy warriors
    fragile heathens tryin' to run stuff like mayors.
    So with brotha's that snuff punks
    I set up time bombs to destroy the strongholds...of Babylon.
    Babylon, breath Babylon 8x.
    We be tribes under grace,
    a righteous minority decadent culture
    make you forget your spirital priority.
    Back down by the movement,
    soldier who will serve ya.
    Open to be used by God,
    destroy you like Medo-Persia jewel of all kingdoms,
    live evil,
    purified hurrah take you down.
    Don't look back,
    overthrown you like Sodam & Gomarra.
    Strong arm of the law,
    guilty of all crimes.
    I be like that great prophet Isaiah,
    predict your fall over 150 times.
    Got rhymes that you could never use for the purpose you be using.
    I'll dance over your fields,
    present day Iraq still lies in ruins.
    Lies, schemes, backstab persuasions bumrushed,
    get crushed by us,
    this rescue invasion.
    Babylon, breath Babylon 8x.
    Look to the sky,
    heed the warning,
    the shadow is coming, the shadow is coming 8x.
    The plagues are coming,
    the plagues are coming,
    I feel the breath of the dead beast 4x.
    Misled bureaucracy,
    full of hipocracy,
    I gotta steel pulse,
    looking for a true democracy destruction,
    now your walls have fallen.
    Just sitting here,
    waiting for the train to Zion.
    'DIRT' representing 'SHADOW OF LOCUSTS'
    Sit down in the dust Babylon without a throne to call your own (Is. 47:1)
    The city has fallen,
    she has fallen.
    Golden images of it's gods lie shattered on the ground.
    Babylon, breathe Babylon 8x.
  • 作词 : POD
    Babylon, Breathe Babylon 8x.
    I see you people babel on and on and on.
    Graven images,
    golden idols and false icons.
    I'm seeking wisdom like Solomon
    but my antenae keeps on picking up evil transmissions at headquarters.
    I recieve my mission,
    blow up the ruler of the air. (Eph. 2:2) Like nuclear fission
    so I analyze my weapons
    laser guided rifles that shoot spiritual wisdom
    I think I see my enemy warriors
    fragile heathens tryin' to run stuff like mayors.
    So with brotha's that snuff punks
    I set up time bombs to destroy the strongholds...of Babylon.
    Babylon, breath Babylon 8x.
    We be tribes under grace,
    a righteous minority decadent culture
    make you forget your spirital priority.
    Back down by the movement,
    soldier who will serve ya.
    Open to be used by God,
    destroy you like Medo-Persia jewel of all kingdoms,
    live evil,
    purified hurrah take you down.
    Don't look back,
    overthrown you like Sodam & Gomarra.
    Strong arm of the law,
    guilty of all crimes.
    I be like that great prophet Isaiah,
    predict your fall over 150 times.
    Got rhymes that you could never use for the purpose you be using.
    I'll dance over your fields,
    present day Iraq still lies in ruins.
    Lies, schemes, backstab persuasions bumrushed,
    get crushed by us,
    this rescue invasion.
    Babylon, breath Babylon 8x.
    Look to the sky,
    heed the warning,
    the shadow is coming, the shadow is coming 8x.
    The plagues are coming,
    the plagues are coming,
    I feel the breath of the dead beast 4x.
    Misled bureaucracy,
    full of hipocracy,
    I gotta steel pulse,
    looking for a true democracy destruction,
    now your walls have fallen.
    Just sitting here,
    waiting for the train to Zion.
    'DIRT' representing 'SHADOW OF LOCUSTS'
    Sit down in the dust Babylon without a throne to call your own (Is. 47:1)
    The city has fallen,
    she has fallen.
    Golden images of it's gods lie shattered on the ground.
    Babylon, breathe Babylon 8x.