THE GREAT YRETSYM

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THE GREAT YRETSYM

Oh Babylon, Oh Babylon

You are the greatest mystery of all

But only to be revealed after your magnificent fall

You drank your cups of self-righteousness

You took advantage of the perfect seed

But the Lord will avenge you for all your misdeeds

You have caused the nations around you

to participate in your madness

But in the day you bow before the King

In heaven there will be much gladness

Yet on earth they shall stand from afar in wonder

Because of your sudden plunder

For the Son of the Creator declared your father to be Cain

In the end even this mystery will be made plain:

An angel of light, a prince of plight

the seed imperfect, the nation to birth it

the war in heaven, the cities below

the Lord will smack the seat of Ra,

and Lucifer who goes to and fro

Here this my people, says the Spirit of the Lord

In the heavens there wages a war

But I swear by my own hand

I will bring down earth's whore

No man in your lifetime is more superior or inferior to you

For I have made each of you in the spirit of my likeness

You are living proof