I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet beast
Full of blasphemous names
Having seven heads
And ten horns
Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great!
She has become a dwelling place of demons
Babylon the Great, the Mother of Harlots
And of the abominations of the Earth
Come out of her, my people
That ye be not partakers of her sins
She has become a home for demons
She is a prison for every unclean spirit
A prison for every unclean bird
For every unclean and hated beast
Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great!
She has become a dwelling place of demons
The beast that you saw was, and is not
And is about to come up
Out of the abyss and go to destruction
The beast which was and is not
Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great!
She has become a dwelling place of demons
Look! Here come riders, each man with a pair of horses
They're shouting out the answer
Fallen, fallen is Babylon; And all the images
Of her gods are shattered on the ground