A Descent to Babylon (Babylon Asleep)

Babylon asleep an everlasting foe

Striving to hurt for flesh becomes dirt

Resting within the sacred fire

I can't withhold the lies untold

Dances and cries a descent to Babylon

Wine in my hand a descent to Babylon

All eyes must foul in stench of fear

Killing to quench Babylon's tears

We are whispering for holy wine

Innocence to reign a world of shrines

This crazy dream raging over ages

For only one belief killing suffer for a thought

In human blood stretched out

A descent to a 1000 deaths

As sweet as snow as cold as dew

A descent to a 1000 deaths

Babylon asleep