The Echoes of Babylon

Ten thousand voices ring out across the sky The cacophony, A symphony A source of unending cries I don't know what hell this has become The tower, Its power Everyone speaking in tongues The source of the madness Lies deep in the hallowed halls Of the tower scraping the heavens Its power within its walls The answers we desperately seek Etched in the ancient script Lost within the Tower of Babel Where time is lost in the glyphs The cherubim descend from above As the masses are parted in waves Still, the voices linger Ringing out for a hundred days The source of the madness Lies deep in the hallowed halls Of the tower scraping the heavens Its power within its walls Let madness reign Let madness reign Let madness reign The chorus of voices Echo into the void Here lies Babylon Its essence destroyed Destroyed