Babylon

The chapter that never should have been See the stories that are written It came before I knew it And I heard Wrath say Come down and sit In the dust now What if I told you Nothing you speak is true Lay on the ground Of what you once called home Virgin daughter of Babylon You can only rule for so long Let the pieces remain untouched Have them speak of what's to come How many more lies You have yet to find Come down and sit In the dust now You have lost all you own There is no throne Lay on the ground Of what you once called home What was good to you Was farthest from the truth A history of broken backs A city stained with red and black Now we fight over what is mine But who still owns their mind? A history of broken backs A city stained with red and black Now we fight over what is mine But who still owns their mind? Come down and sit In the dust Come lay On the ground Don't mourn the ruins Cry for those under them Sit on the ground Cry for those under them Babylon Come down and sit In the dust now You have lost all you own There is no throne Lay on the ground Of what you once called home What was good to you Was farthest from the truth