Oh mighty empire that ruled all that it surveyed, how you have fallen. Your golden idols glistened in the sun and your vaulted columns of marble told of your greatness. All things under the sun were subject to your will. The beauty of your maidens was untold and none could be found to compare. What was once great is now brought low, oh how many weep at your fall. From a wise king to a cruel tyrant you have gone. The reins of power ripped away by the arrogant and cruel, now the end of you has come. The day of knowledge being precious in you with fine silks and rich spices traded from you has ceased. The Jackal and the Fox now inhabit your palaces. Many long for the day of your greatness to return, but alas the fall from your exalted place was as a great stone crashing into the sea. The wave was felt around the world as you were shattered in one hour and now lay in waste. Lament now you maidens and weep for what you have lost. No longer will your beauty be of renown. Cover your face with a widows veil. Mighty men cover yourselves in ash and lament the great city is fallen it is fallen. No more to rise and rule in grandeur and excellence. Alas, Babylon has fallen.