Death or Glory Songtext
von Dustin Kensrue

An old bearded oak of a man in the street yells,
"A storm is coming soon".
The weather man says it will never rain again.
By their own perspective philosophies one of them′s just a body.
Reading teleprompts in two-piece suits,
One of them is too strange and splendid for any to comprehend.

I feel somethin's coming for me.
Is this death or glory that hangs like lightning in the air?
It′s been years of barren skies,
But I see dark horizons draped like night beyond this glare

Out there at the edge of town,
Where the wind whips up, whispering my name.
I walk the streets of this withered and wicked land.
My shadow darkens the door of a place I ain't been before,
But I shamble off in shame.
Throwing rocks at the rooks with these brittle and broken hands.


I feel somethin's coming for me.
Is this death or glory that hangs like lightning in the air?
It′s been years of barren skies,
But I see dark horizons draped like night beyond this glare

I swear I feel the rain in my bones,
And I imagine thunder shattering stones, playing crack the sky.
I was scared I might be lost in the floor but now,
I see more than that I′m just longing for love and this land's so dry.

In the dark of the night I woke with a start,
And I stared across the room,
But all I saw was this dream burned across my brain.
From here to the ocean there was a field of roses,
I watched them burst and bloom.
I saw them wither and fade but revive,
When they felt the rain start to fall.

I feel somethin′s coming for me.
Is this death or glory that hangs like lightning in the air?
It's been years of barren skies,
But I see dark horizons draped like night beyond this glare.