Ill Bill - Babylon lyrics

Imagine you were given one hour. Exactly sixty minutes and zero seconds to put your entire life and the world around you in total perspective. What would you say? What would it sound like? By the waters the waters of Babylon We lay down and wept and wept for Thee Zion We lay down and wept and wept for Thee Zion [We remember we remember thee Zion] (background) [Verse 1] We've unraveled the Bible code, the rifle explodes Demand attention like a knife in your throat They're controlling the price of your soul Titans of stone, psychic totalitarian Biotelemetric mind control experimentation is various Narcotics made to inflict pain and madness Assa**ins with multiple personalities active with full access A backstage pa** to cover up spectacular a**a**inations And arms deals across the axis Another witch hunt, religious radicals with big guns Big plans, invisible cameras built in Japan CIA behaviour control scientists in the cults And formed an alliance of cult leaders, also their clients Tech-savvy hijacker a**ociates bought planes To practice, anxiously awaiting their global audience Enter the core of our fears this with ease The ultimate reality series flooded with cameras, angles, and theories Now hear me [Chorus] A golden helmet blinded minds Among ten thousand swords Along the road to Babylon A golden thunder silenced songs Among ten thousand voices On the road to Babylon [Verse 2] This operation doesn't exist The revolution will be cla**ified Live broadcast from the abyss Our cities are crack spots and cardboard condominiums Vicious and trackmarks cross minds lost in delirium The towers dropped, blind fools, confusion who knew? Now the world watch Saddam's execution on Youtube Propaganda machines wage media Jihad A teen walking to a crowded movie theatre with bombs Reading the Qur'an, silently obedient to God Known by many different names: Hashem, Jesus, and Allah Exploding p**n, shadow government protocols Go to war amongst ten thousand voices on the road to Babylon Patriot Act, sanctioned exorcism Iranian and North Korean-built weapon systems Budgets increase to payroll hundreds of creeps Number of the beast, bomb London under the streets The engineer was a popular peer His value appeared to having nuclear weapons just shower the air A thin line between power and fear A martyr in tears, goodbye father Now my final hour is here, help me [Chorus] A golden helmet blinded minds Among ten thousand swords Along the road to Babylon A golden thunder silenced songs Among ten thousand voices On the road to Babylon