Quarantune: My Poor Jerusalem

If you knew all that I knew, my poor Jerusalem
You’d see the truth, but you close your eyes
But you close your eyes
While you live, your troubles are many,
My poor Jerusalem
To conquer death, you only had to die
You only had to die

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