Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe Babylon

Babylon Babylon

I see you people and on and on
Graven images, golden idols and false
I'm seeking like Solomon
But my keeps on picking up evil transmissions

At headquarters I receive my
Blow up the ruler of the air like nuclear
So I analyze my weapons, guided rifles that
spiritual wisdom, I think I see enemy warriors

Fragile heathens tryin' to run stuff mayors
So with that snuff punks
I set up time bombs to destroy the strong of Babylon

Babylon breathe
Babylon breathe
breathe Babylon
Babylon breathe

Babylon breathe
Babylon breathe
Babylon Babylon
Babylon breathe

We be under grace, a righteous minority
Decadent culture you forget your spiritual priority
Back down by the movement, soldiers who serve ya
Open to be used by God, you like Medo-Persia

Jewel of all kingdoms, live evil, purified take you down
Don't back, overthrown you like Sodom
And Gomorrah arm of the law of all crimes
I be like the great Isiah

Predict your fall 150 times, got rhymes you could never use
For the purpose you be using, dance over your fields
Present day Iraq still lies in lies
Schemes, backstab bumrushed
Get crushed by us, rescue invasion

Babylon breathe
Babylon breathe
breathe Babylon
Babylon breathe

Babylon breathe
breathe Babylon
Babylon Babylon
Babylon breathe

Look to the sky, the warning
The shadow is coming, the is coming
Look to the sky, the warning
The is coming, the shadow is coming
to the sky, heed the warning
The shadow is coming, the shadow is
Look to the sky, the warning
The is coming, the shadow is coming

to the sky, heed the warning
The shadow is coming, the shadow is
Look to the sky, heed the
The shadow is coming, the is coming
Look to the sky, the warning
The is coming, the shadow is coming
to the sky, heed the warning
The is coming, the shadow is coming

The plagues are coming, the are coming
I the breath of the Death Beast
The are coming, the plagues are coming
I feel the breath of the Beast
The are coming, the plagues are coming
I feel the breath of the Death
The are coming, the plagues are coming
I feel the breath of the Death

Misled bureaucracy, of hypocrisy
I gotta pulse, looking for a true democracy
Destruction, now your walls have
Just sitting here waiting for the to Zion

Sit in the dust, Babylon without a throne
To your own is 47:1
The has fallen, she has fallen
Golden images of its God lie shattered on the