In terrible silence you stood At the world's end And you crawled into - into the sun Blinded by the fires That seared your heart And the seething tongues of the lies we became And I sat in Babel's tower And I judged the world And I said I spoke the language Of saints and sinners But I preached that the world was flat And slipped beneath the cracks In horror I strode to the world's end Saw some torn by hunger Others by steel But by the bitter fortune We cursed the heathen men and holy Yet found no relief And we sat in Babel's tower And we fought over the world And I never spoke the language Of your saints and my sinners Of men nor beast Who roamed this flat earth And we sat in judgement In Bable's Tower And we piled the books of the dead Showed in palace the books of the dead Liars tongues they seethe in fire At the end of harsh white lies We set the world to rights In Bable's Tower Yet I awoke in the same black spirit state We are awoke again In Bable's Tower Showed by centurion In Bable's Tower