The Glory and the Scum - Delain

One, two I like grass stains And the mountains and the prairies and the badlands And the canyons and the caverns and the desert sands And the birds and the bees and the bushes and the trees The snow and the wind and the rain and the sleet All underneath my feet, underneath my feet I like the sidewalks And the streets and the lights from the pawn shops And the windows and the doors when they ain't locked With my woman inside dying to see me Hold me, please me, love me, leave me Oh, down on my knees I like windmills And the trains and the truckers from the oil fields And the bugs when they splatter on my windshield And the way the sun feels, oh, it feels so real Oh, and the glory and the grace, and the glory and grace I like pool halls And the rammers and the gammers around the eight ball Come morning maybe looking at a stone wall With the aches and the pains and the elbows and knees And the cigarette tress is what we need Ah, cigarette trees I like grass stains And the mountains and the prairies and the badlands And the canyons and the caverns and the desert sands And the birds and the bees and the bushes and the trees The snow and the wind and the rain and the sleet All underneath my feet

I was visited by The Power and The Glory I was visited by a majestic hymn Great bolts of lightning lighting up the sky Electricity flowing through my veins I was captured by a larger moment I was seized by divinity's hot breath Gorged like a lion on experience Powerful from life I wanted all of it Not just some of it All of it I saw a man turn into a bird I saw a bird turn into a tiger I saw a man hang from a cliff by the tips of his toes In the jungles of the Amazon I saw a man put a red hot needle through his eye Turn into a crow and fly through the trees Swallow hot coals and breathe out flames And I wanted this to happen to me I wanted all of it All of it, all of it Not just some of it All of it We saw the moon vanish into his pocket We saw the stars disappear from sight We saw him walk across water into the sun While bathed in eternal light We spewed out questions waiting for answers Creating legends, religions and myths Books, stories, movies and plays All trying to explain this I want all of it All of it, all of it Not just some of it I saw a great man turn into a little child The cancer reduced him to dust His voice growing weak as he fought for his life With a bravery few men know I saw isotopes introduced into his lungs Trying to stop the cancerous spread And it made me think of Leda and The Swan And gold being made from lead The same power that burned Hiroshima Causing three legged babies and death Shrunk to the size of a nickel To help him regain his breath And I was struck by The Power and The Glory I was visited by a majestic Him Great bolts of lightning lighting up the sky As the radiation flowed through him I wanted all of it Not just some of it All of it All of it, all of it, all of it