I am a pilgrim in a cell
I am acquainted with this hell
I'm getting tired of the smell
in Jerusalem
Many will die and few are saved
We cannot move in this stockade
And in in the prison that I've made
there's Jerusalem
There's Jerusalem
Jerusalem...
Jerusalem
Deep in the shackles of this dream
Things are never what they seem
I am beholden to your kings
Jerusalem
And in the solitary well
I do not know how far I fell
I have no other soul to sell
to Jerusalem
To Jerusalem
Jerusalem..
Jerusalem..
(Bridge)
In the dawn of my enlightenment
I came here seeking your confinement
But I still seek you in this frame
I can't walk your streets of pain
I can only say your name..
Enjoyed Da Listen.Love it.Beautiful Song.(;U GO GURL;)