As Cities Burn lyrics : "Empire"
between two wayward ones.
I was more deserving of my parents love.
I had an angels smile,
hiding a vultures bite.
I had no use for your redeeming blood.
Aren't I glory, glorious?
Aren't we glory, glorious?
Aren't we worthy, worthy of hearts at our feet?
Cause I was a pharisee,
I never saw my need for grace;
Then your love came to me
stood next to mine, and I saw that I was poor.
Show me I was poor.
Show us we are,
show us we are.
We are glory, glorious.
Not from what good we have done
but from being the least. [x2]
Oh, I don't know how I was made.
My heaven tower sways atop their fleeting praise.
God, I don't know how I was made.
Are we glory, glorious?
Are we worthy, worthy of hearts at our feet?
We are glory, glorious
not from what we've done,
but being the least.
I was a wicked one.