71 lyrics for "And the glory"
Age of sword, age of spear Fight for honor, glory, death in fire Storm of lethal flames Only death remains The wait is soon at end Always charge, never bend Morning is here, make your stand Live for honor, glory, death in fire Total war is here
PlayNo surrender unchained and free Insanity will lead to blind destruction Crush the evil, the foul disease Fight till the end we will die by the sword Light the fires of freedom, on the shores of endless seas Wings of glory guide us, on the path to victory
PlayPray for one last chance to prove we all belong Through the dark nights and cold days while time marches on In this life, we're running out of days We're running out of time, ignoring it's a crime No regrets, just one shot at glory Is all we got before
PlayI’ll see you on the other side of the war I may not live to see our glory But I’ve seen wonders great and small I’ve seen wonders great and small ‘Cause if the tomcat can get married If Alexander can get married There’s hope for our ass, after all Raise
PlayThey’ll tell the story of tonight Let’s have another round tonight Raise a glass to freedom I may not live to see our glory But I will gladly join the fight And when our children tell our story Something they can never take away No matter what they tell
PlayLooking 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
PlayHark! the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born King Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations, rise Join the triumph of the skies With angelic host proclaim Christ is born in Bethlehem Christ, by highest heaven
PlayYou greet another son, you lose another one Fly's right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in
PlayThe loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be
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