Babylon

Part one

Babylon
you come from all angles
suffocating you surround my physical being
Pushing you are pressure
on the energy I emanate from within
I feel you
weighing heavy
coming from all angles
the poison air I breathe, brother
to the river running poison with
industrial waste
while the pleasure saturated population
continues to consume greedily with haste
Babylon you come from all angles
shooting out from behind the eyes of strangers
from all angles you come
we grow feeding on your pollution
my lungs are black from your factories
my mind was once tricked by your lies
my hands are hardened from struggle
you've created so much work
it seems insurmountable
Babylon
you come from all angles
you are so hard to beat
you push back
on the energy I emanate from within

Part two

in vain
searching eyes
we are a scanning tribe
glaring over your black topped horizons
we gasp at skies
of dreams untold
we are a drain
in your swirling sea of misery
a light
without shadow
holding true to our breath