Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Babylon



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?

chorus:
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

Steve Taylor from I Predict 1990 

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