Shake off your dust; rise up,
sit enthroned, Jerusalem.
Free yourself
from the chains on your neck,
Daughter Zion, now a captive.
~ Isaiah 52
sit enthroned, Jerusalem.
Free yourself
from the chains on your neck,
Daughter Zion, now a captive.
~ Isaiah 52
But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Then honey, you've got another thing coming.
If he ever finds out who's hijacked his name-
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave!
Islam is rising,
The Christians mobilising.
The world is on it's elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message,
And worships the creeds.
If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down cold by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn brightest
Behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows
Upon the human heart
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