Babylonia

The Church

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Lyrics (unofficial)

[rev. Dec. 28, 2025]

Oh, Babylonia
Your fakes are getting phonier
Oh, Babylonia

Come outside your wall
Dream beside your swing
Laid in a rosy
Fingers of dawn
Take off your uniform

Oh, Babylonia
Your fakes are getting phonier
More crowded and yet lonelier
Your nemesis is upon ya

Walk inside your heart
The breeze through your apartment's so cool
Deal out their hands
Swallow up their land
It's all gone exactly as planned
Oh Babylonia
Your fakes are getting phonier
More crowded and yet lonelier
Your nemesis is upon ya
You got the soldier
You got the bulls in the night
All right
You got the gardens full of fruit
Falling down to turn rotten on the ground, yeah

You got the scars and you got the bruises
all night
You got the gardens full of fruit
Falling down to turn rotten on the ground

Oh, Babylonia I know I know I'm not the only one I know I know I'm not the only one