Here they come, Misguided ones they the children of the book To lose themselves in ecstacy forget the lives that they took Lost in madness, lost in faith Lost in fear, lost in hate Come in hope, and come in love Come in madness stained with blood. Jerusalem With their hints and with their prayerslf there's a heaven They get there the final days they shall be saved Not the heathen nor depraved From the skies comes Jesus Christ Draped in gold, draped in white Paradise shall be their lot then again Maybe not JerusalemTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.