Antje Duvekot - Jerusalem lyrics

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 lay 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 k**" Jerusalem, Jerusalem Oh, you lay 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 lay bleeding in the doorways of Eden Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem