[The people:]   Tell me who is that man   With blood on his hands   Pretending he's god   With a mind of his own   Built a tower of stone   To reach for the sky   Is it true what they say   All the things that they do   This tyrant must go      [The crusaders:]   Burn down Jerusalem   light up and carpe diem   hurry now we can't let them win   Burn down Jerusalem   The home of evil men   It must burn and be cleansed from all sin      [The people:]   He can whip up a wind   He can play with your mind   With a gesture so faint   No more whispering campaign   Everywhere on the walls   this devil we paint   See the people in chains   See them suffer in pain   Through the hot desert sand      [The crusaders:]   Burn down Jerusalem   My wish is your command   I'm the king of the desert sand   Burn down Jerusalem   This god forsaken land   It must burn and be cleansed from sin      He's evil at heart - so stay away   and now you've been warned. The tyrant must die