מילים לשיר A Descent To Babylon – Canaan

The towers of pain In crimson light drowning Imprison us
The wells of pain by purple light blessed Imprison us We grab the nails of domination
And our fist becomes the FLAME of Babylon With the blood of our enemies
Leaving a sour taste in our mouth
We the Archangels of Fire
unite the worlds of weakness
under our flag of DISINTEGRATION For we are the wings of
The immense beast called SUPREMACY Our voices raise as one
Our hearts beat as one
Our eyes see as one. The future is ours: Babylon is falling.