Dark Times Ahead
Well the last time I was in this town
Jumped on my soapbox and took my bullhorn
"Repent before you all burn down!
Repent!" I said
"I'm here to forewarn!"
"No, I'm not trying to prophesize
I surely don't have the gift of prescience
The facts are plain to analyse
We can't afford the slightest defiance"
"The situation's now out of hand
A wrath of fire is on its way
Its sulphuric smog darkens this land
No time to ramble in dismay"
Babylon the great
Is Falling
Is Falling
Babylon the great
Is Falling
Is Falling
Well the last time I was in this town
Through hail of fire like thunderstorms
The Jokers came to cut me down
Dressed in Hugo Boss uniforms
Their jackboots kicked out my soapbox
They shut me up and crashed my bullhorn
Death is the fee for he who talks
Or bore his jaw through with a thorn
But I escaped before being crushed
And there's no real need to chastise
The scapegoat can be killed or hushed
It won't prevent havoc to rise
Babylon the great
Is Falling
Is Falling
Babylon the great
Is Falling
Is Falling
(Et non egerunt
Pœnitentiam ab homicidiis suis
Neque a veneficiis suis
Neque a fornicatione sua
Neque a furtis suis
Et ab his tribus plagis
Occisa est tertia pars hominum
De igne et fumo et sulphure
Quæ procedebant ex ore ipsorum)
(Et in fronte ejus nomen scriptum)
This is not a drill
(Mysterium Babylon magna)
The collapse has begun
(Mater fornicationum)
Repent now or we will
(Et abominationum terræ)
Be undone
We'll all be undone
(Surge)
Jumped on my soapbox and took my bullhorn
"Repent before you all burn down!
Repent!" I said
"I'm here to forewarn!"
"No, I'm not trying to prophesize
I surely don't have the gift of prescience
The facts are plain to analyse
We can't afford the slightest defiance"
"The situation's now out of hand
A wrath of fire is on its way
Its sulphuric smog darkens this land
No time to ramble in dismay"
Babylon the great
Is Falling
Is Falling
Babylon the great
Is Falling
Is Falling
Well the last time I was in this town
Through hail of fire like thunderstorms
The Jokers came to cut me down
Dressed in Hugo Boss uniforms
Their jackboots kicked out my soapbox
They shut me up and crashed my bullhorn
Death is the fee for he who talks
Or bore his jaw through with a thorn
But I escaped before being crushed
And there's no real need to chastise
The scapegoat can be killed or hushed
It won't prevent havoc to rise
Babylon the great
Is Falling
Is Falling
Babylon the great
Is Falling
Is Falling
(Et non egerunt
Pœnitentiam ab homicidiis suis
Neque a veneficiis suis
Neque a fornicatione sua
Neque a furtis suis
Et ab his tribus plagis
Occisa est tertia pars hominum
De igne et fumo et sulphure
Quæ procedebant ex ore ipsorum)
(Et in fronte ejus nomen scriptum)
This is not a drill
(Mysterium Babylon magna)
The collapse has begun
(Mater fornicationum)
Repent now or we will
(Et abominationum terræ)
Be undone
We'll all be undone
(Surge)
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Writer(s): Zebra Recreation Society
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