Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Don't you see that flash of fire
Ten times brighter than the day
And behold the mighty city
Broken in the dust again
Oh God, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again

Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Babylon is layed to waste
Egypt's buried in her shame
The mighty men are beaten down
Their kings are fallen by the ways
Oh God, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again

Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Terrorism, every side
Though the leaders are dismayed
Those who put their faith in fire
In fire their faith shall be repayed
Oh God, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again

Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Shout the warnin' to the nations
That the sword of God is raised
Against Babylon that mighty city
Rich in treasure, white in fame
Oh God, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again

It shall cause my power to fall
And make them be a pyre of flame
Thou that dwell on many waters
Rich in treasure, white in fame
Thy holy mound on be restored
Have mercy on my grave, O Lord
Oh God, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again