slave in his chains in his prison
in a dark and lonely cell
of his hope he knows too little
in the fear he knows too well
world is spinning somewhere
out there out of time and out of place
says a prayer in just a whisper
free me now oh hand of Grace
and the shackles fall away
and the locks break open
and his prayer is answered
by the soft words spoken
and the bars disappear
and the night is gone
and now i'm leaving Babylon
back to the homeland
there's a temple to rebuild
where temptation is banished
where the wandering soul is stilled
and the words all foretold
see them play out in the day
freedom promised and delivered
when I chose to walk away
and the shackles fall away
and the locks break open
and his prayer is answered
by the soft words spoken
and the bars disappear
that were there too long
and now i'm leaving Babylon
demons held me tightly
where I could not even move
how low could I go
was the only thing I had to prove
see the face in the mirror
was it me I could not tell
til the power of heaven
freed me from a bitter hell
and the shackles fall away
and the locks break open
and his prayer is answered
by the soft words spoken
and the bars disappear
hear the rising freedom song
and now i'm leaving Babylon