Glory
Glory! Glory!
Glory! Glory!
Praise be to Charles or Lord
Triumphant is his sword
Allegiance is his word
Glory! Glory!
Glory! Glory!
Blood!
Blood is red as sunset
Blood is warmer than wine, warmer than wine
The taste of salty summer brine
Uh huh
Steel! Steel! Steel!
Steel is cold as moonlight
Steel as sharper than sight, sharper than sight
The touch of bitter winter white
Shout it out from the highest tower
Shout it out in the darkest hour
Charlemagne, you lead us on to
Power!
War! War! War!
War is strict as Jesus
War it's finer than spring
Service to Christ and to our
King!
Shout it out from the highest tower
Shout it out in the darkest hour
Charlemagne, you lead us on to power
The gates of heaven await
Thrown wide by Charles the Great
We follow him through by serving his state
Glory! Glory!
Glory! Glory!
Glory!