اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Through the walls I hear the screams
The preacher and the slave
You can have your pound of flesh
But you cannot take away, away, away
One day
We'll build a better place
One day
A land we will embrace
This lamb will not lie down
Till the crack of doom
With feet of clay we'd roam, roam
And make this kingdom come, come
One day
We'll build a better place
One day
Upon the rocks of faith
One day
The stars will show the way
We can make this kingdom come
Not by sword, not by gun
New Jerusalem
You can take away my skin
But the fire still burns within
New Jerusalem
