All Hail Babylon!
As senses and flowers of existences fail, all hail Babylon
Let pain become the father of all creation, all hail Babylon
You Christians are the creator of your own creations
The Christian beginnings have overthrown their myths
Perfection can exist only within itself
Let such perfections die at last!
I must never worship the reflections of imperfection
What questions?!?! I will carry my deaths to be
Only the flesh and mind will see the flowers of existence
The stigma of the earth shall be yours to bear
To aim to be zero is testimony of a perfect existence
Yet I am still here, to kill and to die
All of the earth is focused on false godless entities
I will kill my own reflection in the universe
Laying alone and dying in Babylon, I still die proud!