centuries of war and lies,

crusade and inquisition

an old man's face with eyes

in flames of superstition



somewhere in a darkened room

beyond the gate of fire

twilight calls the claws of doom, 

wisdom and desire



like raves in the morning light

saints of death prepare the night

sister mercy's sacred rite

awakes the wings of fire  



and when the tears are falling

will you call my name

will you touch the flame



Gloria - Gloria in destiny...



my son, and when you're old enough

to reach the skies of hate and love

listen to the stars above

and lift your spirit higher



and when the tears are falling

will you call my name

will you touch the flame



Gloria - Gloria in destiny...