Mesmur Babylon
Lifeless frozen permanence
As far as the eye can see
Dying, our sun fades to black
What once was is now gone
Wastelands, littered with all but life
Uninhabited for eternity
Ahh Babylon
A ghost town for demons is all that's left
A garrison of carrion spirits
Garrison of loathsome carrion birds
The only thing left of Babylon is blood
The blood of saints and prophets
The murdered and the martyred
Oh Babylon, the whole earth has drank the madness in your wine
Now a day has come when you must pay for every crime
Our death will come slowly
The nights become longer
False hope, false gods
Nothing but lies
Captive in our own delusion
A ghost town for demons is all that's left
A garrison of carrion spirits
Garrison of loathsome carrion birds
The only thing left of Babylon is blood
The blood of saints and prophets
The murdered and the martyred
