Jerusalem

Dust on the stone

Drums in the sand

A thousand banners

Raised by hand

Every empire took a turn

Built an altar, watched it burn

Said their prayers through guns and trade

Left their sins where prophets laid

All that faith, all that flame

Still the hunger stays the same

Jerusalem, dark Jerusalem

They fight to touch your name

Jerusalem, poor Jerusalem

How holy is the shame

Blood in the market, gold in the well

Heaven for sale, but no one can tell

Jerusalem, dark Jerusalem

How long till we break the spell

Walls rebuilt, then torn again

History carved by violent men

Saints and soldiers, side by side

Claim the light, but hide the lie

Echoes of crowns, ashes of kings

Silence beneath the angel's wings

Jerusalem, dark Jerusalem

They fight to own your name

Jerusalem, cold Jerusalem

A temple built on pain

Prayers in the crossfire, tears in the dust

Faith turns to empire, empire to rust

Jerusalem, dark Jerusalem

How long till we call enough

Maybe heaven left long ago

Tired of watching the cities glow

Maybe the sacred was never the stone

But the mercy we've never shown

Jerusalem, dark Jerusalem

The world still kneels in vain

Jerusalem, spent Jerusalem

Still we praise your pain

How many lifetimes, how many wars

Before we close those blood-stained doors

Jerusalem, dark Jerusalem

Let the silence reign

Dust on the stone

Drums in the sand

No god left

To take a stand