Alas, Babylon 가사

Alas, Babylon (John Raymond Pollard) 2004-09-13 The caravan breaks camp at dawn. Camels groan merchants move on a cord of color cuts across the sand to market in an ancient land. Gardens flower; temples tower greeting dawn in Babylon. Gardens flower; temples tower; there is song in Babylon. The market buzzes all day long the harried housewife hurries on through cheers and curses, a cacophony of tongues bargains end and day is done. The desert night, a thousand tales, a million stars, and seven veils the incense spreads to towers high above where worshipers make love Gardens flower; temples tower, greeting dawn in Babylon. Gardens flower; temples tower; there is song in Babylon. Stars are the gem stones of the night the bull horn moon moves into sight. The storyteller stops a thousand tales to watch the dance of seven veils. The desert night, a thousand tales, a million stars, and seven veils The rivers murmur, "Alas, Babylon, Your innocence is gone." People cower; rockets shower tons of bombs on Babylon. Toppled towers hide the flowers hear the guns in Babylon The TV spotlight, sirens wail, a million mine fields, flesh impaled By rulers murdered. Alas, Babylon, your innocence is gone. Gardens flowered; temples towered; there was song in Babylon.