Babel کے بول

Pulled you out of the ocean The new world is in motion Noah, look at your sons now Look, what did they find out? Take two bricks and some mortar Chaos into order Oh, making their name now With one mind and one mouth Tower to the heavens Babel, you have threatened He who doth sustain you He who entertains you Now is jealous of the steeple Jealous for his people Worshiping their own hands Worshiping their progress Oh city, did you make it? So tall but so vacant Oh, where did you come from? Now where will you go to? Where did you come from? Now where will you go to? The lord has come down To see your work is confused So you can talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk Now you must walk, walk, walk, walk, walk