You intoxicated with your lust
You regurditated and took a bath in it
You. Damned one that was born dead
In you there wasn't any hope

You made name yourself in many ways
But your shade accused you
Signs of light?
Signs of life?

Your true sign is death
Because of you the nations behaved bad
Guild of blood pours above you
Not even the whole profitable activity...

Will serve you as protection
Because her is vengeance
And her power will ruin you
In her burning fury...

Babel you'll pay all your evilness
It is their expression
Babel object of astonishment

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