Go pour of the seven bowls Of God's wrath on the earth Sores broke out on the people who had the mark Blood like that of a dead man Every living thing in the sea died You are just in these judgments You who are and who were For they have she'd the blood of your saints Give 'em blood to drink as they deserve Sun with the power to scorch The beast kingdom was plunged into darkness The "great river" water was dried Demons, miraculous signs Come I will show you the punishment Remember Babylon the great The fury of God's wrath Come I will show you this calls for a mind with wisdom Fallen! Fallen! She's become a home for demons Fallen! fallen! A haunt for every evil spirit Come out of her, my people Give back to her as she's given Torture and grief Death, mourning and famine Woe! Woe! Great city, Ohh Babylon City of power! Your doom has come!