Jerusalem, O Jerusalem!

I promise you,
I'll be back again
I'll come again for you some day
I promise you
I've promised you
that I'll comeback for you again

My Golden Lady
Ancient walls surround
this golden city of mine

Scared city,
smooth stones pave the way of the righteous
From all creeds come to holy houses of hope
to find the promise of Gods

I'll come back to you

to the crown of the world
perched atop a mountain
between forests of enlightenment
and badlands of truth

pilgrims guide the light of immortal flames
that burn through pious hearts and holy minds
to consume peaceful hands and gentle lips

She is at the mercy of the flames
yet still she shines bright
for every creed
every ideology
every lump of flesh and bone to see
the beauty held by her
her charm
her spell


I promise you
     the envy of man
I've promised you
     the lust of holy men
I'll come back
     a king of the hill
I'll come back for you
     flames consume all

Golden Lady
Sacred City
Holy whore
A mother to all

We've promise you
We shall always return
more and more
and more
and more
like logs to a fire
more fuel to burn
an eternal ire
consumes all