Canaan - A Descent To Babylon lyrics

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.