Pride of Man Songtext
von Quicksilver Messenger Service
Pride of Man Songtext
Turn around go back down
Back the way you came
Can′t you see that flash of fire
Ten times brighter than the day
And behold a mighty city
Broken in the dust again
Oh, God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Babylon is laid to waste
Egypt's buried in her shame
Their mighty men are all beaten down
Their kings are all fallen in the ways
Oh God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Terror is on ever side
Though our leaders are dismayed
For those who place their faith in fire
In fire their fate shall be repayed
Oh God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
And shout a warning to the nations
That the sword of God is raised
Yet Babylon, that mighty city
Rich in treasure, wide in fame
Oh God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
And it shall cause your tower to fall
Make of you a pyre of flame
Oh you who dwell on many waters
Rich in treasures, wide in fame
You bow unto your, your god of gold
Your pride of might shall be a shame
For only God can lead his people
Back unto the earth again
Oh God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Thy holy mounatin be restored
Have mercy on thy people, thy people, Lord
Back the way you came
Can′t you see that flash of fire
Ten times brighter than the day
And behold a mighty city
Broken in the dust again
Oh, God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Babylon is laid to waste
Egypt's buried in her shame
Their mighty men are all beaten down
Their kings are all fallen in the ways
Oh God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
Terror is on ever side
Though our leaders are dismayed
For those who place their faith in fire
In fire their fate shall be repayed
Oh God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around, go back down
Back the way you came
And shout a warning to the nations
That the sword of God is raised
Yet Babylon, that mighty city
Rich in treasure, wide in fame
Oh God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
And it shall cause your tower to fall
Make of you a pyre of flame
Oh you who dwell on many waters
Rich in treasures, wide in fame
You bow unto your, your god of gold
Your pride of might shall be a shame
For only God can lead his people
Back unto the earth again
Oh God, pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Thy holy mounatin be restored
Have mercy on thy people, thy people, Lord
Writer(s): Hamilton Camp Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com