have been refilled, after the bombed-out buildings have been rebuilt, when the din of the mournful cries is no longer real, the corporate garden of Eden
around a perfect circle Oh, Baghdad, center of the world City of ashes with its great mosques Erupting from the mouth of God, rising from the ashes
darkness neverending of mist between, we shall be seen, and thus evil descending The seasons are as one derived Of kaos and eternal shrines From ashes of their ruined eden
In my own feelings he rises My only winter, you keep my Desires alive My endless winter, confine me Inside your light In this garden of Eden I live again Reassured by hope from
I'm standing at the crossroads of my life - nothing to lose. Each path leads to oblivion, whichever one I choose. Rising from the ashes of my plight I
Around a perfect circle Oh Baghdad Center of the world City of ashes With its great mosques Erupting from the mouth of god Rising from the ashes like
dead from their graves who will crush the enemy and reclaim that which was stolen sky is blazing with fire from below from glory into ashes the
I'm standing at the Crossroads of my life - Nothing to lose. Each path leads to oblivion, Whichever one I choose. Rising from the ashes of my plight
information, spread it like butter polyunsaturated, help my people make it, from Babylon we escape it, humility be the key back in Eden when once we were
to fly they make you bleed from your wounds they live from your blood and theirs poison you the black angels of mayhem rise from your ashes through you
deliver If you want my trust West of Babylon East of Eden I'm breathing in these winds of change I'm going to rise up from these ashes Gonna rise up
