Tell me who is that man With blood on his hands Pretending he's god With a mind of his own Built a tower of stone To reach for the sky Is it true what they say All the things that they do This tyrant must go Burn down Jerusalem light up and carpe diem hurry now we can't let them win Burn down Jerusalem The home of evil men It must burn and be cleansed from all sin He can whip up a wind He can play with your mind With a gesture so faint No more whispering campaign Everywhere on the walls this devil we paint See the people in chains See them suffer in pain Through the hot desert sand Burn down Jerusalem My wish is your command I'm the king of the desert sand Burn down Jerusalem This god forsaken land It must burn and be cleansed from sin He's evil at heart - so stay away and now you've been warned. The tyrant must die