Walking the street like a whore in the night
It is you
Drinking the blood of the merchants like wine
till you're through
Riding the back of the beast and
distorting the truth
The wine of her passion flows freely
And given to you

Fallen, fallen Babylon
She's Babylon the great!!!
one hour comes your time is here
Eternal smoke unto her fate
Her day of plagues have just begun
Eternity will never wait

Kingdoms you trusted will soon be
A knife in your back
The mother of harlots who's drunk
From the blood of the saints
A plethora of sins piled as high as
The heavenly gates
The queen who has boasted and
Now meets a widowers fate

All your lies, your demise
from the sky
soon you fall and fall and
Fallen, fallen, fallen, fall

Witness destruction and the fall of Babylon

Words By: Richard Lynch Music By: Dee Harrington