Interpret:

Blind Guardian

Album:

A Night At The Opera

Doubt 
No longer need to hide it 
I’ve found out who I am 
I’m moved around in circles 
I rise and fall again 
I know it well 
Every word I tell 
Seems to make no sense at all 


Words will heal it 
Love will conquer the 
Hearts of the hopeless 
The almighty is still alive 


Risin’ up from the heart of the desert 
Risin’ up for Jerusalem 
Risin’ up from the heat of the desert 
Building up old Jerusalem 
Risin’ up from the heart of the desert 
Risin’ up for Jerusalem 
Risin’ up from the heat of the desert 
Heading out for Jerusalem 


I’ve gone beyond 
But there’s no life 
And there is nothing how it seems 
I’ve gone beyond 
But there’s no life 
There is no healing rain in Eden 
The empty barren wasted paradise 


Let’s celebrate the 
Dawning of the son 


I turn to you oh precious Jerusalem 
Deny your prophets their passions and 
Treat them like fools 
I turn to you oh my poor old Jerusalem 
Deny my love but you can’t change fate 


Son of man 
You truly are mine 


Can’t stand the pain 
No more grief and misery 
It goes on and on and on and on 
And on and on and on 


Father stop it now 
We must stop it now 


You really think you’re half way up 
I would not mind if you were right 
It’s not sure 
I’d rather say you are half way down 
So I am going to help you 
If I can 


I’ve been caught 
In wilderness 
In wilderness 
I’ve got out well 
I found myself 
In desert lands 
In desert lands 
But you’ve been on my mind 


I turn to you oh my precious Jerusalem 
Deny your prophets their passions and 
Treat them like fools 
I turn to you oh my poor old Jerusalem 
Deny my love but you can’t change truth 


Rise up and follow me 
Cause I will bring the light 
Rise up and follow me 
Wake up and clear your mind 
I try to bring it back 
The seed of life 
I try to bring it back 
The seal of light 


So if you say 
There’s no faith in man 
You better keep in mind 
That I can read between the lines 
My heavy burden brings 
Eyesight to the blind 


I’ve been caught 
In wilderness 
In wilderness 
I’ve got out well 
I found myself 
In desert lands 
In desert lands 
But you’ve been on my mind 


I turn to you oh my precious Jerusalem 
Deny your prophets their passions and 
Treat them like fools 
I turn to you oh my poor old Jerusalem 
Deny my love but you can’t change me