Gloria, viva la Gloria Hey Gloria, are you standing close to the edge? Look out at the setting sun Brink of your vision Eternal youth Is the landscape of a lie The cracks of my skin can prove As the years will testify Say your prayers and light a fire

Let me love you Never let you go Don't you give up, nah-nah-nah I won't give up, nah-nah-nah Never let you go, never let me down Heaven's a heartbreak away Driving the edge of a knife Oh baby, baby I used to believe

And I ain't got the power anymore Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief Knowledge comes with death's release Aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought I'm closer to the Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's

Livin' on the edge You can't help yourself You can't help yourself from fallin' You can't help yourself at all You can't stop yourself from fallin' There's somethin' wrong with the world today Livin' on the edge (everybody, everybody) Tell me what you

Let me love you Never let you go, never let me down Don't you give up, nah-nah-nah I won't give up, nah-nah-nah Heaven's a heartbreak away Driving the edge of a knife Oh baby, baby I used to believe We were burnin' on the edge of somethin' beautiful

Bestow upon me knowledge Wizard, all-knowing, all-wise I want to rule my kingdom Make sweet the breeze, not once defiled Dethrone the evil prince's iron fists in velvet gloves of sin Parade the grey-robed monks, the vestal virgins And wheel the wyvern's

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Murderer Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest I remember so they want to murder RA 'Cause I got knowledge of self Unoheal, Unoheal (Rock a bet) Who want low boats of keys from overseas Then put it in the streets and spread like a

Miss America, petty thoughts Took chances, slow dance with the devil bitch Overcomin' the circumstances we hella rich Since you all in my business, this what I tell a bitch If you ain't fuckin' me, don't fuck with me, this life on the edge Green dollars

There's a place out on the edge of town, sir Rising above the factories and the fields Now ever since I 'as a child I can remember That mansion on the hill In the day you can see the children playing On the road that leads to those gates of hardened