Jerusalem

Jerusalem
You will be mine
Come hell or high water
Blood spilled on the vine

You're my sacred ground
I will not lose you now
I'm a jealous lover
I'll slap you around

There are words as fire
Written on my heart
A chorus of Jeremiahs
Could not tear us apart

All good children pressed up against the gates of heaven
With the refugees crashing the gates of heaven
The paramilitary policing the gates of heaven
With heavy security protecting the gates of heaven

Oh Jerusalem
My fingers in your hair
Clenched in a fist
Forever

Oh Jerusalem
I will destroy them
I will get my revenge
Again and again
Once again, yet again, all over again
And if I cannot have you
No one will have you, Jerusalem

You will be mine
You will be mine, all mine