Paroles de New Jerusalem

Saracen blood spilled as crosses are rising high Men giving their lives, for the Holy See they die Walls surround this golden city like a crown of thorns Will the wailing ever cease, will we forever mourn? Behold memories of wars Are rising as we're building the New Jerusalem Men and children toil in the blazing sun Mortar and brick, no walls between father and son These green and pleasant fields that surround The city once apart that now is one Bygone crusades and wasted lives Are gone as we're breathing the New Jerusalem