Jerusalem - Bruce Dickinson

And did those feet in ancient times

Walk upon England’s mountains green?

Was the holy lamb of god

On England’s pleasant pastures seen?

And did the countenance divine

Shine forth on our clouded hill?

Was Jerusalem built here

In England’s green and pleasant land?

Let it rain

Let it rain

Wash the scales from my eyes

Let it rain

Let it rain

Let me see again…

Bring me my bow of burning gold

Bring me my arrows of desire

I shall not sleep till the clouds unfold

Bring me my chariot of fire

Let it rain

Let it rain

Tears of blood fall out of the sky

Let it rain

Let it rain

Wash me clean again…

From the frozen waters

The king will rise again

With two suns in the sky…

I shall not cease from mental flight

Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand

Till we have built Jerusalem

In England’s green and pleasant land

Let it rain

Let it rain

Tears of blood fall out of the sky

Let it rain

Let it rain

Wash me clean again…

See the gleaming spires of the citadel

The king and queen will dwell

In our hearts…

Can Jerusalem be rebuilded here

In this trivial time, in this land of fear?

In Jerusalem, where the grail remains

Walk into the light and dissolve the chains

Jerusalem…