Testi:
Babylon Sad

You're standing in front of The gate of a new dimension No one leads you To the right decision Burn remains, deny Steal my soul, convey Purswading sin

Chained up all speeches and eeds A book, a god, that's all their needs Baptized under the voke of the ten Do you dare to destroy them I have decided

Personal power shall ever be mine My soul is eye and eye is my mind Evenity has never existed You simply want to have it The only solution's the struggle

You're standing in front of The gate of a new dimension No one leads you To the right decision Burn remains, deny Steal my soul, convey Purswading sin

Traduzione: Triste Babylon. Raw Edge Bullshit.

I admit hard times have hit But still I like knowing I'll break through it The fluid flows the seed grows and life goes on And the fight goes on in this the Babylon

sad They struck the museum like a hurricane Sad, so sad All of our culture, it's dead and its gone Sad, so sad From Babylon, baby, back to Babylon Sad

Florida They holdin my shit, all winter By the time the shit drop, I done already been there The game's fucked, a thousand soundalikes, it's sad Hard

You saw the wise man salomon, You know what 'came of him. To him the world seemed clear as day, He cursed the sad hour that he saw the sign, He knew