text: Theres a blood red circle on the cold dark ground
  And the rain is falling down
  The church doors thrown open
  I can hear the organs song, but the congregations gone
  My city of ruins
  My city is in ruins
  Now the sweet bells of mercy drift through the evening trees
  Young men on the corner, like scattered leaves
  The boarded up windows and the empty streets
  While my brothers down on his knees
  My city of ruins
  My city is in ruins
  Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
  Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
  Come on, risе up! Come on, rise up!
  Come on, risе up!
  Nows theres tears on the pillow, down there where you slept
  And you took my heart when you left
  Without your sweet kiss, my soul is lost, my friend
  Tell me, how do I begin again?
  My city of ruins
  My city is in ruins
  Now, with these hands
  With these hands
  I pray, Lord
  With these hands
  With these hands
  I pray for the strength, Lord
  With these hands
  With these hands
  I pray for your love, Lord
  With these hands
  With these hands
  I pray for the lost, Lord
  With these hands
  With these hands
  I pray for the change, Lord
  With these hands
  With these hands
  Pray for the faith, Lord
   These hands
  With these hands
  I pray for your love, Lord
  With these hands 
  With these hands
  Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
  Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
  Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
  Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
  Come on, rise up!