| Song | Further Up & Further In |
| Artist | Glass hammer |
| Album | Lex Rex |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| So the soldier reckoned he had heard from God | |
| Surely God had called him from some lofty realm on high | |
| Off to the temples now | |
| Search Him out | |
| But a snare was planted there | |
| Pleasing to the eye | |
| Priestess, beauty | |
| Show me -- glory | |
| Priestess, beauty | |
| Show me -- glory | |
| Oh my heart finds true love | |
| I’ll end my quest for you | |
| Happiness | |
| Did you find it in her arms | |
| Did you sense it in her spirit | |
| Joy like a shadow | |
| Found in her dark embrace | |
| Tell me | |
| Did you promise her the moon | |
| Pledge to her the sunshine | |
| Here on the front line | |
| Where you had fought to free your soul | |
| Look at the warrior | |
| He has lost his sword and | |
| Fallen at the feet of love | |
| Hey now | |
| Did you find that which you longed for | |
| The thing which you called glory | |
| What is the story | |
| Have you forgotten all that you’d learned | |
| Look at the warrior | |
| He has lost his sword and | |
| Fallen at the feet of love | |
| So she spoke of the hidden things | |
| Elder gods and the fairy kings | |
| That dance in the groves | |
| Bathed in the moonlight they sing | |
| So you had to see for yourself | |
| Now you’ll have to admit to yourself | |
| What waited in dusky dales | |
| Were nothing but fairy tales | |
| And to think you nearly had it once | |
| The hope of glory calls to everyone | |
| Each of us | |
| Who yearning | |
| Will listen | |
| Came the time to bid her farewell | |
| Came the time to be rid of her spell | |
| The ways of a warrior | |
| Are seldom forgotten for long | |
| Say good-bye to hearth and home | |
| Heed the call and return to Rome | |
| Take up the sword once more | |
| And sail to some foreign shore |
| So the soldier reckoned he had heard from God | |
| Surely God had called him from some lofty realm on high | |
| Off to the temples now | |
| Search Him out | |
| But a snare was planted there | |
| Pleasing to the eye | |
| Priestess, beauty | |
| Show me glory | |
| Priestess, beauty | |
| Show me glory | |
| Oh my heart finds true love | |
| I' ll end my quest for you | |
| Happiness | |
| Did you find it in her arms | |
| Did you sense it in her spirit | |
| Joy like a shadow | |
| Found in her dark embrace | |
| Tell me | |
| Did you promise her the moon | |
| Pledge to her the sunshine | |
| Here on the front line | |
| Where you had fought to free your soul | |
| Look at the warrior | |
| He has lost his sword and | |
| Fallen at the feet of love | |
| Hey now | |
| Did you find that which you longed for | |
| The thing which you called glory | |
| What is the story | |
| Have you forgotten all that you' d learned | |
| Look at the warrior | |
| He has lost his sword and | |
| Fallen at the feet of love | |
| So she spoke of the hidden things | |
| Elder gods and the fairy kings | |
| That dance in the groves | |
| Bathed in the moonlight they sing | |
| So you had to see for yourself | |
| Now you' ll have to admit to yourself | |
| What waited in dusky dales | |
| Were nothing but fairy tales | |
| And to think you nearly had it once | |
| The hope of glory calls to everyone | |
| Each of us | |
| Who yearning | |
| Will listen | |
| Came the time to bid her farewell | |
| Came the time to be rid of her spell | |
| The ways of a warrior | |
| Are seldom forgotten for long | |
| Say goodbye to hearth and home | |
| Heed the call and return to Rome | |
| Take up the sword once more | |
| And sail to some foreign shore |
| So the soldier reckoned he had heard from God | |
| Surely God had called him from some lofty realm on high | |
| Off to the temples now | |
| Search Him out | |
| But a snare was planted there | |
| Pleasing to the eye | |
| Priestess, beauty | |
| Show me glory | |
| Priestess, beauty | |
| Show me glory | |
| Oh my heart finds true love | |
| I' ll end my quest for you | |
| Happiness | |
| Did you find it in her arms | |
| Did you sense it in her spirit | |
| Joy like a shadow | |
| Found in her dark embrace | |
| Tell me | |
| Did you promise her the moon | |
| Pledge to her the sunshine | |
| Here on the front line | |
| Where you had fought to free your soul | |
| Look at the warrior | |
| He has lost his sword and | |
| Fallen at the feet of love | |
| Hey now | |
| Did you find that which you longed for | |
| The thing which you called glory | |
| What is the story | |
| Have you forgotten all that you' d learned | |
| Look at the warrior | |
| He has lost his sword and | |
| Fallen at the feet of love | |
| So she spoke of the hidden things | |
| Elder gods and the fairy kings | |
| That dance in the groves | |
| Bathed in the moonlight they sing | |
| So you had to see for yourself | |
| Now you' ll have to admit to yourself | |
| What waited in dusky dales | |
| Were nothing but fairy tales | |
| And to think you nearly had it once | |
| The hope of glory calls to everyone | |
| Each of us | |
| Who yearning | |
| Will listen | |
| Came the time to bid her farewell | |
| Came the time to be rid of her spell | |
| The ways of a warrior | |
| Are seldom forgotten for long | |
| Say goodbye to hearth and home | |
| Heed the call and return to Rome | |
| Take up the sword once more | |
| And sail to some foreign shore |