Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe Babylon

Babylon breathe

I see you people and on and on
images, golden idols and false icons
I'm seeking like Solomon
But my antenae on picking up evil transmissions

At I receive my mission
Blow up the ruler of the air like nuclear
So I analyze my weapons, lazer rifles that
Shoot spiritual wisdom, I I see enemy warriors

Fragile tryin' to run stuff like mayors
So with brotha's that punks
I set up time to destroy the strong holds of Babylon

breathe Babylon
Babylon breathe
Babylon breathe
Babylon breathe

breathe Babylon
Babylon Babylon
Babylon breathe
breathe Babylon

We be tribes grace, a righteous minority
Decadent make you forget your spiritual priority
Back down by the movement, soldiers who will ya
Open to be used by God, destroy you like

of all kingdoms, live evil, purified hurrah take you down
Don't look back, you like Sodom
And Gomorrah arm of the law guilty of all
I be like the Prophet Isiah

your fall over 150 times, got rhymes you could never use
For the purpose you be using, I'll dance your fields
Present day Iraq still in ruins lies
Schemes, backstab bumrushed
Get crushed by us, this invasion

Babylon Babylon
Babylon Babylon
Babylon Babylon
Babylon Babylon

breathe Babylon
Babylon Babylon
Babylon breathe
breathe Babylon

Look to the sky, the warning
The is coming, the shadow is coming
to the sky, heed the warning
The shadow is coming, the is coming
Look to the sky, the warning
The shadow is coming, the shadow is
to the sky, heed the warning
The is coming, the shadow is coming

Look to the sky, heed the
The shadow is coming, the shadow is
Look to the sky, the warning
The is coming, the shadow is coming
Look to the sky, heed the
The is coming, the shadow is coming
to the sky, heed the warning
The shadow is coming, the shadow is

The are coming, the plagues are coming
I feel the of the Death Beast
The are coming, the plagues are coming
I feel the breath of the Beast
The are coming, the plagues are coming
I feel the breath of the Beast
The plagues are coming, the are coming
I feel the breath of the Death

Misled bureaucracy, of hypocrisy
I gotta steel pulse, for a true democracy
Destruction, now walls have fallen
Just sitting here waiting for the to Zion

Sit in the dust, Babylon without a throne
To call own is 47:1
The has fallen, she has fallen
Golden of its God lie shattered on the ground