Zion & Babylon

(альбом: Jacaranda - 2008)

Oh great mammon of form and function
Careless consumerist consumption
Dangerous dysfunction
Described as expensive taste

I'm a people disgraced
By what I claim I need
And what I want to waste
I take no account for nothing
If it's not mine

It's a misappropriation of funds
Protect my ninety percent with my guns
Whose side am I on?
Well who's winning?

My kingdom's built with the blood of slaves
Orphans, widows, and homeless graves
I sold their souls just to build my private mansion

Some people say that my time is coming
Kingdom come is the justice running
Down, down, down on me

I'm a poor child, I'm a lost son
I refuse to give my love to anyone,
Fight for the truth,
Or help the weaker ones
Because I love my Babylon

I am a slave, I was never free
I betrayed you for blood money
Oh I bought the world, all is vanity
Oh my Lord I'm your enemy

Come to me, and find your life
Children sing, Zion's in sight

I said don't trade your name for a serial number
Priceless lives were born from under graves
Where I found you

Say, my name ain't yours and yours is not mine
Mine is the Lord, and yours is my child
That's how it's always been

Time to make a change
Leave your home
Give to the poor all that you own
Lose your life, so that you could find it

First will be last when the true world comes
Living like a humble fool to overcome
The upside-down wisdom
Of a dying world

Zion's not built with hands
And in this place God will dwell with man
Sick be healed and cripples stand
Sing Allelu

My kingdom's built with the blood of my son
Selfless sacrifice for everyone
Faith, hope, love, and harmony

I said let this world know me by your love
By your love

Oh my child, daughters and sons
I made you in love to overcome
Free as a bird, my flowers in the sun
On your way to Mount Zion

All you slaves, be set free
Come on out child and come on home to me
We will dance, we will rejoice
If you can hear me then follow my voice