Whore of Babylon, mother mine
Crestfallen Madonna of the dragon heads
You'd part your thighs for pleasures of the flesh
So part them now to bear the god of death
With weeping eyes gaze upon your son
The noble spawn of your licentiousness
Whose naked soles will scorch a smoldering road, and
Serpentine hands coil around your neck

Whore of Babylon
Whore of Babylon

Cast from the Tiber by your mother's brood
The monster spoiled your gardens with his germ
You let him brand me with (a) fool's moniker
Then sour your flesh and leave us destitute
And yet I rise
Thanks to the gifts that you give to me
Your venom's bite
Your cunting ways and your treachery
And your reward
Oh mother mine who I've loved so much
You're turned away
With cold caress of the viper's touch

Whore of Babylon
Whore of Babylon
Whore of Babylon
Whore of Babylon

Whore of Babylon, mother, I
Behold the son corrupt with addled mind
Let no perversion slither from your grasp
Hypocrisy the venom of this asp
With forked tongue you kiss your mother's brow
And poisoned fingers slip beneath the cowl
Puerile infatuations your downfall
Deranged 'messiah' who is mocked by all
So come assassin cleave to mother's breast
Right hand embraces while the left holds death
These weeping eyes gaze upon a son
Who's murderous hands will see him, too, undone
So send your poisons wash me of this curse
And Charon's ferry, bear me as my hearse
But as you push this knife into my chest
Madness will soon see it drawn across your neck

This is my gift to you
Eternal death, eternal life
My love (my madness)
My Son