Not for Glory
- Yrmont

- Mar 1
- 1 min read
No glory in this story
Not a glimpse to rinse
No king or prince
Not even a queen
Raising hell to turn the tide
Riding into the night
Ride or die to soar to the sky
In this hour without the power
Dying and shedding, the killing
Breaking and cracking, no healing
Turmoil to foil as we boil
We need a fucking stampede
Not for good or evil
Because we battle the devil
This is all for survival
We need a fucking revival
To turn each and every head
Before we're all dead inside
They lied and watched as we died
What have we got to lose, one shot to make it hot
Aim to gain and remove the stain
Tis a shame to name the game
Head held high, even if we die
At least we won't go down without a fight tonight
One shot is all we got
Now or never to sever
The evil all around
Burn it to the fucking ground

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