Not for Sale

Overnight — a massive construction,
On top of Jerusalem mountains.
At campus luring innocent souls,
To drink from the forbidden fountain.
Like many before,
They’ve come here for war,
We’re warning them now; It won’t pay.
Jerusalem — her holiness crying,
Defiling her dearest location,
Politics blinding sense of pride.
Are we not the Chosen Nation?
Together as one,
We will overcome,
Bringing her freedom today.
Yerusholaim is not for sale,
Voices crying,
Thundering throughout our cities.
You better run for your life,
Back to Utah overnight,
Before the mountain top opens wide,
And swallows you inside.
Yerusholaim your foes will fail,
Senseless trying.
He’s guarding his holy city,
He’s punishing all its intruders so awfully.
They have perished, tier names are history.
The wars, the pain,
Brought masses returning,
Back to their roots more than ever.
The leftists fiercely fighting truth,
To dampen the sparks still burning.
So wake up my friend,
This is the very end,
The arrows are pointing our way!
Yerusholaim is not for sale,
Voices crying,
Thundering throughout our cities.
You better run for your life,
Back to Utah overnight,
Before the mountain top opens wide,
And swallows you inside.
Yerusholaim your foes will fail,
Senseless trying.
He’s guarding his holy city,
He’s punishing all its intruders so awfully.
They have perished, tier names are history.
Yerushamaim is not for sale…