Take my body,
pull it down.
Be the words upon my tongue.
Oh, sweetest queen of harlots,
let me teach you praise.
Let me drown in you,
let me feast.
Let me
ride your
seven-headed beast.
Let me strip before you
and step back in your gaze.
And I know
there's a night at the edge of this line.
I'm coming home,
sweet Babylon,
I'm coming home.
Abomination of hearts and seed,
rain your terror down on me.
I'm tamed of blueness in these eyes.
I'll be the shadow by your side.
Oh,
goddess of all holy things,
bring me all your
beauty brings.
Show this wretched weak apostate where his gods reside.
And I know there's a night at the edge of this line.
Sweet Babylon,
I'm coming home.
I bet your hills remember your tower's ring.
I them tunes we used to sing.
Let
me try them on my lips again.
You know I never miss a note.
Oh, dirty mother,
I * and feed.
I went away,
but time is brief.
Let me spend all that is left for you.
Until I have to throw.
And I know there's a night at the edge of this line.
I'm coming home,
sweet Babylon, I'm coming home.
I'm coming home,
sweet Babylon,
I'm coming home.