Idol of Harloty Brazen triumph of flesh Conquering the bloodless Obesience rendered at the altar of sodom And in the shadow of the seven heads I stand before her I render blessings unto Babylon a horror cloaked in desires form Blessings unto Babylon Blessings to them on their throne to the throne ofthem we bow... Hiding your face in your shame repelled yet arosed by what you`ve become Abasing yourself before her adrift in your sea of debaucherous pleasures Idols all rendered absurd yet reason remains, the better to muck you Contrition is renedered obsolete rutting before her image as flesh betrays all higher aspirations