From Zion's gates, the eagle takes its flight,
Jerusalem, once bathed in holy light.
The beast ascends, his shadow long and vast,
A crown of thorns, a future built to last.
The temple weeps, its stones begin to crack,
As faithless hearts turn down a darkened track.
The prophets' words, now echoing in vain,
A city falls, consumed by fire and pain.
The streets run red, where once the righteous trod,
A bitter harvest, reaped beneath God's rod.
The children cry, their mothers clutch them near,
As hope departs, replaced by chilling fear.
Yet from the ashes, whispers start to rise,
A promise kept, reflected in their eyes.
Though darkness reigns, a new dawn will appear,
Jerusalem reborn, casting out all fear.
Oh, cities rise and cities fall,
Empires crumble, answering the call.
From earthly glory to a heavenly crown,
The tale unfolds, as ages settle down.
One built on sand, the other from above,
One full of sin, the other full of love.
Remember well, the lessons they impart,
And choose your city, in your very heart.
A titan's fall, in just one fleeting hour,
Babylon crumbles, stripped of all her power.
A global stage where merchants made their gain,
Now silent docks, a testament to pain.
Upon the waters, she had built her throne,
A web of trade, a world entirely her own.
But pride and greed, they sowed the seeds of doom,
Now echoes ring within an empty tomb.
The kings lament, the sailors stand aghast,
As fortunes fade, too fragile to last.
Her golden cup, now shattered on the ground,
A symphony of ruin, a deafening sound.
From east to west, the news begins to spread,
Of Babylon's demise, the mighty dead.
A lesson learned, in fire and in ash,
That worldly power is but a fleeting flash.
Oh, cities rise and cities fall,
Empires crumble, answering the call.
From earthly glory to a heavenly crown,
The tale unfolds, as ages settle down.
One built on sand, the other from above,
One full of sin, the other full of love.
Remember well, the lessons they impart,
And choose your city, in your very heart
From heavens high, a city starts to gleam,
New Jerusalem, a visionary dream
No sun nor moon, its radiant light to need,
For God's own glory is the only creed.
With walls of jasper, gates of purest pearl,
A dwelling place, beyond this mortal swirl.
The river flows, with life on either side,
Where every tear is gently brushed aside.
No temple stands, for God is everywhere
His presence felt in every breath of air.
The nations walk within its sacred light,
And find their peace, delivered from the night.
A city built on love, and truth, and grace,
Where every soul can find its rightful place.
New hope arises, banishing despair,
New Jerusalem, beyond compare.
Oh, cities rise and cities fall,
Empires crumble, answering the call.
From earthly glory to a heavenly crown,
The tale unfolds, as ages settle down.
One built on sand, the other from above,
One full of sin, the other full of love.
Remember well, the lessons they impart,
And choose your city, in your very heart
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