Trails of tears unveil the harsh crusades The western wall still stands the vast charades Who can justify the deeds theyve done? Who breeds a wicked son? All the sordid spells cast from their hell will truly fail Oh Jerusalem Your fates to be claimed Oh Jerusalem Grace or shame? Hold my hand Im falling down Countless prophecies acclaims your name Milk and honey poured by lions tamed Who withstands these most extreme conditions? Who will change positions?