We will not

Ms. Babylon your queendom is doomed, across this land you'll spread your no more gloom. Cause one ah thes days you gonna get your jilt and we'll never hae to deal with no more of your filth. We will...

This is a sermon for the vermon. A song to draw blood. A finger in the dam trying to hold back the flood. We are down, but we're still not out. We struggle with faith in the face of doubt. So is it a...