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Drunk on their own hubris

And glory from the days of old

In mortal sin persist

Orgies before their gods of gold

Their crimes have not gone unnoticed

The blood from those whom have been slain

Cry out to the Lord for justice

And He has heard their cries of pain

What was once a proud nation

Which boasted its strength

Now faces damnation

And its splendor decayed

Behold! Behold!

Babylon's Fall!

Burn down the shrines to Moloch

Smash every pagan altar

Free all of those held captive

Imprisoned, sentenced to be slaughtered

Reclaim all our stolen treasure

Avenge the pain of our fathers

Destroy the icons of Baal

And spare not the priests macabre