Babylon Lyrics 

 

Come along this winding trail, trees dance among what changes 

In between the river bed, sit those who embrace the sacred

A higher priest with a higher tale, ties these walls of a different language

He tells the prophecy of one young man

The ancient city will soon be painted red

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Time drives along as it narrows

The streets come to merge in Babylon

A soul once thought lost will find his arrow 

To slay his own king and heed the call

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Come along this winding trail, come along this carousel,

Whos to blame if your god proclaimed it

Years went by and the would ledge, ancient stories told by elders

He tells the prophecy of one young man, the ancient city will soon be painted red.

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Time drives along as it narrows

The streets come to merge in Babylon

A soul once thought lost will find his arrow 

To slay his own king and heed the call

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