Letras:
Guns For Glory

Is wearing thin, and the angel has begun, to fold her wings, cause she's heading for the sun, the chains around my heart they are of memories before,

face, cause sanity has lost its case, but you buried, you buried your hate, and bottled the pressure inside, and your biggest, my biggest mistake is knowing that you are alive, so much for

to arms, so all you fallen soldiers sing with me: Death or Glory. So march with me if you believe there?s any hope for us. I?ve been hiding in these trenches for

: For our king and our country and the promise of glory We came from Kingston and Brighton to fight on the front line Just lads from the farms and boys

I believe in the Power of Good I Believe in the State of Love I Will Fight For the Right to be Right I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right

It's the same old story Where there's blood there's death not glory Oliver Boy! We're all someone's sons All of our Boys! Just put down the guns Oliver

have you got to lose before you realize that it's probably true? Whatever Jigga say, Jigga probably do Shit I paid my dues, I made the news I came in the door for

Skyscraper standing In a desert alone A helicopter searchlight Is searching for no-one We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top The smokestack clouds with glory

For ever struggle, every strip, and every ghetto For every nigga totin inner pain and heavy metal For every child that's born, and every nigga gone And for