Babylon - Steve Taylor

Infidels

In a broken time

Our fathers bled the ground

Chained and bound

Castaway

Should the remnant die?

My hopes were growing numb

Overcome

She bewitched

With a Siren’s cry

She beckoned, «Come and learn»

Is there no return?

Babylon

Born in your walls

Bred in your will

Captive until

I heard the heavens cry

Babylon

This is goodbye

Aftershocks

And the sorrow grows

Some make their slow descent

Some repent

Rescue me

These idols lie

I cannot bear the shame

Make this desert rain