That's the story of That's the glory of love Give a little, take a little And let your little heart just cry a little Y'all, I know what I'm talking about Sigh a little, yeah, cry just a little And let that old wind just blow right on by a little, yeah I

Nebabitham Maganane Netabdam daurad Nepam ned abarat-aglar ido Nidir nenakham Bari 'n Katharad 'We deny our maker. We cling to the darkness. We grasp for ourselves power and glory. Now we come, the Nine,

It's the same way you showed me You showed me love Glory from above It's all downhill from here Yeah, yeah oh Yeah, yeah yeah That's the way everyday goes Every time we have no control If the sky is pink and white

Raise your horns raise them up to the sky We will drink to glory tonight Raise your horns for brave fallen friends So pour the beer for thirsty men A drink that they have earned And pour a beer for those who fell For those who did not return Victory we

When they try to take us down This is what we'll be, oh glory This is how we'll dance when This is how we'll sing oh This is how we'll stand when When they burn our houses down Reaching as I sink down into light (To light) What a shame we all became such

They'll tell the story of tonight You will be found And when our children tell their story No matter what they tell you Tomorrow there'll be more of us Telling the story of tonight We may not yet have reached our glory But I will gladly join the fight

When they try to take us down This is what we'll be, oh glory This is how we'll dance when This is how we'll sing oh This is how we'll stand when When they burn our houses down Reaching as I sink down into light (To light) What a shame we all became such

Rock of ages, rock of ages Long live rock 'n' roll What do you want, what do you want? Still rollin', keep a-rollin' Still rollin', rock'n'rollin' We got the power, got the glory Just say you need it and if you need it

Sick love song This could be your We are miserable You are driving me insane This could be your sign that things are going wrong Wake me up in the morning glory Hanging straight your lies and stories How do you mark your territory? When your trash

For Thine is the kingdom And the power And the glory Voice of an aeon Angelus satani Ora pro nobis Lucifer You alone have suffered The fall and torment of shame