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!