(Verse 1) You traded your lamps for a throne among kings (Matt 25:1-13), Polished the idols on vessels of clay (Dan 2:31-45), You hailed the White Horse as heaven's own rider (Rev 6:2), While he plundered the earth for its treasures astray. You chanted in temples forged from deceit (Rev 17:4-5), Bartered the north winds for domes of false light (Isa 14:13), You crowned yourself queen, yet you're drunk on the wine— Of saints' blood and lies, in the dragon's dark sight (Rev 17:6). (Chorus) Oh, Harlot of Babylon, your saddle now slips (Rev 17:3), The Beast from the sea crushes bones in his jaws (Rev 13:1-2). He scorns the Most High, for his image speaks death (Rev 13:15), He torches the altars, devours what is left. The golden cup rises, the merchants lament (Rev 18:11-17), The frozen realms sold for the mark on the hand (Rev 13:16-17)— You're ashes in prophecy, fallen, twice fallen (Rev 18:2). (Verse 2) You named bitter waters as blessings from God (Rev 8:10-11), Divided the wheat from the tares in your pride (Matt 13:24-30), Ignored Bartholomew's cry in the thunder (Rev 6:9-11), Your gaze on the kingdoms, with covetous eyes (Dan 7:7-8). Now Arctic thrones melt for the horn's wicked temple (Dan 8:23-25), The image thinks thoughts that once echoed the Lord's (Rev 13:15), He's cast off the veil of false piety's robe— The Beast fully risen, devouring the sword (Rev 13:10). (Bridge) The White Horse charges 'cross borders of nations (Rev 6:2), No bow but deception, a crown of false peace (1 Thess 5:3). He'll feast on your ruins, torch spires to the ground (Rev 18:8), While eagles ascend on the flames of his wrath (Rev 8:13). The remnant flees forth, eyes pierced through the guise (Rev 12:17), You're forsaken with vials of wrath in your grasp (Rev 16:1). (Chorus) Oh, Harlot of Babylon, your saddle now slips (Rev 17:3), The Beast from the sea crushes bones in his jaws (Rev 13:1-2). He scorns the Most High, for his image speaks death (Rev 13:15), He torches the altars, devours what is left. The golden cup rises, the merchants lament (Rev 18:11-17), The frozen realms sold for the mark on the hand (Rev 13:16-17)— You're ashes in prophecy, fallen, twice fallen (Rev 18:2). (Outro) Weep for the world bartered for stones of the pit (Rev 18:19-20). The Lion of Judah approaches alone (Rev 5:5)— (The north winds are hushed, the lake of fire kindled (Rev 20:14).) It's finished—He reigns (Rev 21:6).
