Infidels in a broken time,
Our fathers bled the ground, chained and bound.
Castaway, should the remnant die?
My hopes were growing numb, overcome,
She bewitched with a siren's cry,
She beckoned, "Come and learn"
Is there no return?
Babylon, born in your walls, bred in your will,
Captive, and still I heard the heavens cry.
Aftershocks, and the sorrow grows,
Some make their slow descent, some repent,
Rescue me, these idols lie,
I cannot bear the shame,
Make this desert rain.
Babylon, born in your walls, bred in your will,
Captive until I heard the heavens cry,
Babylon, this is goodbye.
Make this desert rain.
Babylon, born in your walls, bred in your will,
Captive until I heard the heavens cry,
I hear the heavens cry, "Babylon, this is goodbye."
