01.Darvaza - Mother Of Harlots

I wondered thee with great admiration
I summon thee
With the eyes of the innocent
They that dwell on the earth
Shall wonder
Ascending into perdition

Babylon the great, the mother of harlots
And of abominations
I will tell thee
The mystery of the woman,
And the beast

Carry me away
In the spirits of the wilderness
I have been made drunk
With the wine of fornication

Lord of lords
King of kings
They that are with him are called

Lord of lords
King of kings
I am chosen, and faithful

The woman was arrayed
In purple and scarlet color,
Decked with gold and precious stones
She was one with the beast

Her burning venom, and black tongue,
Killed with torment
The loud voices, of the fallen,
Bearer of weep and mourn