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This shining city built of gold There's more than meets the eye 'round here, look to the waters of the deep A city of evil (There sat a seven-headed beast, ten horns raised from his head Symbolic woman sits on his throne), The beast and the harlot She's a dwelling place for demons She's a cage for every unclean spirit, every filthy bird And makes us drink the poisoned wine to fornicating with our kings Fallen now is Babylon the Great