they the children of the book
To lose themselves in Ecstacy
forget the lives that they took
Lost in madness, lost in faith
lost in fear,lost in hate
Come in hope, and come in love,
come in madness stained with blood.
Jerusalem
With their hints and with their prayers
If theres a heaven, they get there
the final days they shall be saved,
not the heathen nor depraved
From the skies comes Jesus Christ
draped in gold,draped in white
paradise shall be their lot
then again, maybe not
Jerusalem
