Babylon Fell

Celtic Frost

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.