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

So if you got a problem, pick up the telephone For the guns and glory cowboys from the twilight zone At the Continental Club, there's no extras for striptease We're the gang that couldn't shoot straight but we aim to please She's bugging me again, run to

One shot at glory Let me hear the battle cry Calling on the wind Let me see the banners fly Before the storm begins Let me feel the spirits soar Destroy the enemy Striking at the evil core For all the world to see

Proud and so glorious, standing before of us Our swords will shine bright in the sky When united we come to the land of the sun With the heart of a dragon we ride Through the valley we ride, full of glory we soar Where the fights will be raging, for now

Dope and diamonds I want money, power and glory I want money and all your power, all your glory Alleluia, I wanna take you for all that you got Alleluia, I'm gonna take them for all that they got You say that you wanna go To a land that's far away How

Nobody runs Nobody runs or makes it out alive We did it for the glory Only the glory We live inside a story It's a story All for the glory Welcome to the world you see

Praising my Savior all the day long This is my story, this is my song Blessed assurance Jesus is mine O what a foretaste of glory divine Heir of salvation, purchase of God Born of his spirit washed in his blood Perfect submission, perfect delight Visions

Looking up for heaven And all their words were glory Well they all, they sounded empty When we're looking up for heaven When we're lying in the dark There's no looking up for heaven Stories told to me and stories told to you Way down here upon the ground

Niggas is pimps, niggas is players Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw It was all part of the story, even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night,

Glory, glory hallelujah His truth is marching on Look away, look away, look away Dixieland Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton Old times they are not forgotten Oh, I wish I was in Dixie, away, away In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie