In the heart of the desert, they built a grand escape
Magda led the charge, promising dreams they'd shape
A city where no law would chain the soul's desire
Where you can buy salvation, or burn within the fire
Streets lined with gold, but built on broken bones
Where hunger grows, though wealth is widely shown
A paradise for sinners, or so the tale was told
In New Babylon, even heaven could be sold
New Babylon, city of gold
Where the weak crumble and the rich grow bold
Every sin has a price, but we all must pay
When the streets of Babylon wash the good away
Eli arrived with hope and riches in his hand
Ready to conquer pleasure in this forsaken land
But what he found was hollow-an endless game of lies
For every drink, a dagger; for every joy, a price
The storm was coming closer, but no one seemed to care
Their eyes were on the fortune that vanished in thin air
The city thrived on madness, its roots were laced with greed
And when the winds came howling, it tore at every need
New Babylon, city of lies
Where joy is fleeting, and freedom dies
The hurricane spares, but greed takes its toll
And in Babylon, the devil owns your soul
Money talks, money bleeds
In this city of forbidden deeds
When all that's left is the emptiness
Will you still seek that hollow bliss
The storm passed by, but what was left behind
A city drowning deep in its own corrupted mind
The rich took all the wealth and sailed across the sea
The poor were left to rot in chains of destiny
Eli stood among them, no riches to his name
The cost of living free was to bear all of the shame
In Babylon, the law of gold is all that they obey
And those without it fall like dust and waste away
New Babylon, city of greed
Where the hungry perish, and the rich succeed
The flames of excess burn too bright
And in Babylon, there's no escape from night
Magda ruled the city, her iron fist of gold
But even she was blind to the chaos left untold
The people cried for mercy, but money was the king
And without a fortune, freedom didn't mean a thing
The walls began to crumble, as all excess consumed
New Babylon was falling, its promises exhumed
No storm could tear it down, but greed had set the stage
And now the streets of Babylon burned with righteous rage
New Babylon, city of fire
Where the towers fall and the weak expire
In the ashes of gold, only shadows remain
And in Babylon, the only truth is pain
The streets of New Babylon, once paved in gold
Now crumble and burn as the truth unfolds
What's left behind is a hollow shell
In Babylon, they all fall, to hell