"Babylon, Amoral(ika) Amerika"

Follow me now, and, you'll
see somehow, that all roads
lead to Babylon, Amoral-ika (America)

It's leaking-out... all of the
marrow; it's gone... all of
the soul

You walk around like fucking
zombies; your eyes are deep
pits that are of life devoid

No more golden years; that
times tarnished and bygone

A deficit is owed that you'll
never be up to own; and a rifts
been made that none can mend

So, we're all here just sitting
here and waiting for closure
to come to a society that's
so obtuse

You've generated great reasons
for anarchy and singing the
blues... within your shores
these ring true

Follow me now, and, you'll see
somehow, that all roads lead
to Babylon, Amoral(ika)

The suns setting now on this
Throne; dominion and power
it once held, now all but done

You're done, your day is come;
the Kingdom and the Power is
transferred

So, follow me now, and, you'll
see somehow, that all roads
lead to Babylon, Amoral(ika)

One-in-the-same, synonymous