Michael Card The City Of Doom
Come out of her, my people, and never go back again
For all her vulgar vanities have been heaped up as high
as heaven
The nations drank her maddening wine
Now God remembered all her crimes
She'll be paid back double for all that she has done
CHORUS:
Fallen, fallen, fallen is Babylon
Fallen, fallen, fallen is the City of Doom
The queen of every dark desire
Fallen by famine, plague, and fire
Fallen is Babylon
Fallen is the City of Doom
Never will the sound of a song be heard in you again
Nor the voice of the bride and the bridegroom
Nor the echo of the workers' din
Your merchants were the world's great men
By consumption's cult, your greed and sin
And you'll become a spectacle
They weep and mourn and cry
CHORUS
Woe, woe is Babylon
City of great power
Behold your doom, you'll be consumed
In one single hour
Fallen, fallen, fallen, is Babylon
Fallen, fallen you City of Doom
CHORUS
