Necropolis - Holy Moses

Rotten bodies tortured by shadows

Wicked air over lakes of blood

New-born children with plague-boils

Tearing out the eyes of their mothers

You call it sin he calls it life

You prayed to god but this is the beast

Beware of angels realize

The queen is called Babylon

Dead town dead town dead town dead town

They try to cry — cry out

But files crawl into their mouths

Rain of acid burns out their eyes

But they won’t die in our town of hope