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Wench of Falljah

he stores his grapes and warehouses his wine he grapples with men and has concubines his mighty hands grasps these men his strength so strong it comes from within might he fight and stand jis ground folk shall come from all around his down fall shall come from a whore the one his son worships and adores he to is caught in her spell she divides their loyalties but who can tell wet behind their ears they whisper words speakest not of what he's heard fallen, fallen the men of Babylon have fallen he ye great wrest upon the shores fallen, fallen Babylon the great has fallen comest out of her the men then rejoice she makest them sin they comest in her together lest they know-est till she speaks of he he who hast been with her the night before lest you take part in her sinful ways again fallen, fallen the all the men have fallen take part of her sins never again fallen, fallen the men of Babylon have fallen greet her as friend the concubine is gone

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