Glory to the unknown
Glory to the forgotten chambers of our hearts
To the thoughts not amused
The the urges we suppress
I have been this way
Since the day I was born
I do not jump over obstacles, I run through them
Your reign of terror
Your lines I cross
Across the fields of doubt and loss
Lost time and dwindling dreams
Lost children in forgotten fields
When all we’ve known is to follow
To turn back is an act of revolution


Believe me I see what war has done to me
Believe me I know the terrors all too well
Believe them if you wish, they do carry treasures to prove it
But believe not the glory of war
Glory to you
Although you feel small, I feel you all the time
Every step you’ve ever taken has shaped the ground beneath you
You are glory, you’ve been this way since you were born