Woe to Babylon and the throne she sits upon
The vile wine she drinks,
The bitter words she speaks
The devil try to quench your thirst
With his flame he bites and hurt
Oh no, he never see the sunshine
For it burns his eyes oh woe
To the souls who follow him and wear his disguise
The devil try to deceive you
With the mark of the beast on your crown
Oh no, we are the children of Jah
We shine with the glory
No lies can change the truth in our hearts
We know the whole story
Heed not the sweet call of Babylon
Which sound like music to the ears
But once inside turns to wormwood
Bitter for a thousand years, oh no
Let not a drop of your blood fall in her wineskin
Give no place in your soul for her twisted perversions
When the cup of wrath is full
All the demons go back to hell
And the ones who believe the lies and follow
Oh none can tell
Babylon you’re falling to the ground
You’ve chopped the legs you walk upon
And cannot move around
Babylon your time has finally come
You’ve slit the throat you sing with
Now you cannot make a sound