(One of the seven angels who had the seven bowls came to me and said: "Come, I will show you the punishment of the great prostitute, who sits on many waters. With her the kings of the Earth committed adultery and the inhabitants of the Earth were intoxicated with the wine of her adulteries." Then the angel carried me away in the Spirit into a desert. There I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet beast that was covered with blasphemous names and had seven heads and ten horns. The woman was dressed in purple and scarlet, and was glittering with gold, precious stones, and pearls. She held a golden cup in her hand, filled with abominable things and the filth of her adulteries. This title was written on her forehead: Mystery, Babylon the great, the mother of prostitutes and of the abominations of the Earth.)
Babylon.
You pawned your darkness and lead the nations astray,
Your magic spell has them deceived, they believe what you say,
She has become a home for demons and evil things,
Madly the people drink the wine of her adulteries.
She boasts, "Hah, I sit as queen; I have great wealth, riches and luxury,"
"I'm not a widow, I'll never mourn,"
The plagues will overtake you,
Your empire will never live on.
Come out of her, my people, don't share her sins,
You'll reap with her destruction and terror she brings,
Her sins are piled to heaven, a mountain to the sky,
With her wealth comes corruption, it's nothing but a lie,
Can't you see your hate of God will be your fall?
The earthly treasures amount to nothing at all,
Her lust for power has cracked the very heart of life,
Oh, Babylon, God has remembered your crimes.
Woe to you who are rich; you have already received your comfort,
Woe to you who are well fed now, for you will go hungry,
Woe to you who laugh now, for you will mourn and weep.
Her wealth and splendour has lead the nations astray,
Inside her walls is found the blood of prophets and saints,
Great peals of thunder will roar as she's going down,
Consumed in fire, almighty God will remove her crown,
Evil will not stand this holy hour, in golden flames,
Sulfur burning bright with power: God will seal your fate,
No matter how hard you try, there's nowhere to run,
Whoa, Babylon, in one hour your doom has come.
