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Musical: Pippin
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LEADING PLAYER Glory! Glory! Glory! Glory! Praise be to Charles or Lord Triumphant is his sword Allegiance is his word Glory! Glory! Glory! Glory! Blood! Blood is red as sunset Blood is warmer than wine The taste of salty summer brine Uh huh Steel! ALL Steel is cold as moonlight Steel as sharper than sight The touch of bitter winter white SOLDIERS Shout it out from the highest tower shout it out in the darkest hour Charlemagne, you lead us on to ALL Power! LEADING PLAYER War! LEADING PLAYER War is strict as Jesus War it's finer than spring SOLDIERS War War LEADING PLAYER AND TWO SOLDIERS Service to Christ and to our ALL King! Shout it out from the highest tower shout it out in the darkest hour Charlemagne, you lead us on to power.... ALL The gates of heaven await Thrown wide by Charles the Great We follow him through by serving his state ALL Glory! Glory! Glory! Glory! Glory!
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