Jerusalem

So, a city wakes up in the morning
 And all the infidels get in their cars
 As a feather is floating,
 Bread, it is broken
 And driven into your hearts
 Cause you live in a town that is delicate
 Where old grudges run deeper than mud
 Where peace is a term that is relative
 And written in blood
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Oh, you lie bleeding in the doorways of Eden
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Another city wakes up in the morning
 You are the martyr who is taking the stage
 You're laying flowers on the eyes of your brother
 In his funeral parade
 And you are filled with a love for your people
 All your life you have drunk bitter milk
 You say, "The ones who have wounded my brothers
 Are the ones I must kill"
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Oh, you lie bleeding in the doorways of Eden
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Now the blood has run down to a stand
 For generations it's marked up the sand
 Where the scars are as deep as the rivers
 And as old as the land
 Your god's armies, they are marching on heaven
 In the name of what is holy and sacred
 Casting poisonous seeds for their children to reap
 Out of the rubbles of hatred
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Oh, you lie bleeding in the doorways of Eden
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem