Antje Duvekot
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La bellissima Antje Duvekot.
La bellissima Antje Duvekot.
So a city wakes up in the morning
And all the infidels get into their cars
As a feather is floating, bread it is broken
And driven deep into your heart


Your god's armies are marching on heaven
In the name of what is holy and sacred
They're casting poisonous seeds for your children to reap
Out of the rubbles of hatred
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Oh you lie bleeding
In the door ways of Eden
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem.

Contributed by Riccardo Venturi - 2006/12/22 - 18:16

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