in terrible silence you stood at the world s end and crawled into the sun blinded by the signal fires that seared your heart and the seething tongues of the lies we became and i sat in babel s tower and i judged the world and i said i spoke the language of saints and sinners but i preached the world was flat and slipped between the cracks in horror i strode to the world s end saw some torn by hunger others broken by steel but by the bitterest fortune we cursed the heathen and holy yet found no relief and we sat in babel s tower and we fought over the world and i never spoke the language of your saints and my sinners of men nor beast who roamed this flat earth and we sat in judgement in babel s tower liars tongues seethe in fire at the end of harsh white lines we set the world to rights in babel s tower yet i awoke in the same black spirit we are woke again in babel s tower state once again and we sat in judgement in babel s tower