So many suffer in the hands of Babylon
This is the life that you touch, stir up your young
We gonna be where you have to make a life
Practitioners of evil you hear me talk
What to do my people that will do with your part
Every man will have to die, their time won't pass
But you will die suffering, needless for you to ask
Now for who know how good that revolution start
Anything what if we know we are gonna