Patrick Wolf - Jerusalem lyrics

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And did those feet in ancient timesWalk upon England's mountains green?And was the holy lamb of GodOn England's pleasant pasture's scene?And did the countenance divineShined forth upon our clouded hillsAnd was Jerusalem built hereAmong those dark satanic mills?Bring me my bow of burning goldBring me my arrows of desireBring me my spear, o clouds unfoldBring me my chariot of fireI will not seize from mental fightNor shall my sword sleep in my handTill we have built Jerusalem, In England's green and pleasant land