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I&I got meditation and look around
Everywhere I see reflections of mankind
This mankind that killed our forests with black smoke
The same mankind that separates us making war
Well all they make is war, jah war
A tribal war a tribal war
So when I think about the beauty thats in this life
I swear I cant understand why theyre making guns
And when I think that every assassin has been a child
I wonder, have they ever thought about mom and dad
They never thought about mom and dad so I say
Fyah, fyah burning Babylon
Gonna rise my spirit to the almighty one
Fyah, fyah fyah burning wicked man
Who set the rules against the rastaman
Forgive them father, forgive us all
Forgive our mistreat with our own world
Give us redemption and give us hope
Give us salvation, dont let us fall, dont let us fall
Fyah, fyah burning Babylon
Gonna rise my spirit to Selassie I
Fyah, fyah fyah burning wicked man
Who set the rules against the rastaman