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She is my true salvation

And my heart is gave

Bury my roots beneath her surface

This is Jerusalem

Lips shine with redstreak sweetness

Her love is pure

Men have laid in her open arms

But none will ever rule (yeah)

CHORUS

I go where the music takes me

So forgive my indifference

I’m back to where it all begins, and where it ends

I’m bound to walk this road

Only to return home

On south western winds

Her tears may soak my rags

But I stand strong as the Tor

And she, lay me level in one cruel winter

For Eden she is not

Fortified in the face of aggression

Her eyes never close

Let the rain wash away what cannot be saved

Be judged at Heaven’s Gate