'Twas long ago near Jericho where Joshua lit the spark
A soldier from a holy war lay dying in the dark
And he heard the final trumpet 
through the sacred culling ground
He heard a sound like thunder 
as walls came tumbling down
Jericho Jericho
He'd prayed to find redemption - He prayed for inner peace
He'd prayed upon the innocents when searching for release 
He had travelled far behind the lines - cut the sacred wire
He'd put his lips against the steel - the symbol of his ire 
Jericho Jericho
The lifeline - his holy cross - the giver of sweet gifts 
Small mercies for the dying on a final graveyard shift 
Jericho Jericho
There was a final consecration - a final calling card
A lifetimes culmination for the words that came so hard 
The blood was coursing through his veins - he knew the final score
Sword lay in the scabbard - Death was at the door 
Jericho Jericho.