Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Can't you see that flash of fire
Ten times brighter then the day
And behold a mighty city
Broken in the dust again
Oh god, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Babylon is laid to waste
Egypt's buried in her shame
Their mighty men are all beaten down
Their kings are fallin' in the ways
Oh god, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Terror is on every sign
Though our leaders are dismayed
All those who place their faith in fire
In fire their fate shall be repaid
Oh god, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
And shout a warning to the nations
That the sword of god is raised
On Babylon, that mighty city
Rich in treasure, wide in fame
It shall cause thy tower to fall
And make of thee a pyre of flame
Oh, those that dwell on many waters
Rich in treasure, wide in fame
That bow unto a god of gold
That pride of might shall be their shame
Oh god, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
And only god can lead the people
Back into the earth again
Thy holy mountain be restored
And mercy on the people, Lord