Bruce Dickinson - Jerusalem Lyrics
And did those feet in ancient timesWalk upon Englands mountains greenWas the holy Lamb of GodOn Englands pleasant pastures seenAnd did the countenance divineShine forth on our clouded hillWas Jerusalem built hereOn Englands green and pleasant landLet it rain, let it rain, wash the scales from my eyesLet it rain, let it rain, let me see againBring me my bow of burning goldBring me my arrows of desireI shall not sleep to the clouds unfoldBring me my chariot of fireLet it rain, let it rain, tears of blood fall out of the skyLet it rain, let it rain, wash me clean againFrom the frozen waters, the king will rise againWith two suns in the skyI shall not cease from mental fightNor shall my sword sleep in my handTill we have built JerusalemIn Englands green and pleasant landLet it rain, let it rain, tears of blood fall out of the skyLet it rain, let it rain, wash me clean againSee the gleaming spires of the citadelThe king and queen will dwell, in our heartsCan Jerusalem, be rebuilded hereIn this trivial time, in this land of fearIn Jerusalem, where the grail remainsWalk into the light and dissolve the chainsJerusalem