Turn around, go back down Back the way you came Can’t you see that flash of fire Ten times brighter then the day And behold a mighty city Broken in the dust again
Oh god, pride of man Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down Back the way you came Babylon is laid to waste Egypt’s buried in her shame
Their mighty men are all beaten down Their kings are fallin’ in the ways
Oh god, pride of man Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down Back the way you came Terror is on every sign Though our leaders are dismayed All those who place their faith in fire In fire their fate shall be repaid
Oh god, pride of man Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down Back the way you came And shout a warning to the nation That the sword of god is raised Get Babylon backed by its city Rich in treasure, wide in fame
Oh god, pride of man Broken in the dust again
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And it shall cause your tower to fall Make of you a pyre of flame Oh, you who dwell on many waters Rich in treasure, wide in fame You bow unto your… your god of gold Your pride of might shall be a shame For only god can lead his people Back unto the earth again
Oh god, pride of man Broken in the dust again
Our holy mountain be restored And mercy on the people The people Ah ah