Glory

There comes a time when greatness calls a name
and we must boldly stand to face that call
when logic wets itself, and trembles in our wake
and wisdom bent and bleeding, bows and falls.
Do not come to us with all the scrawny numbers
there is no math to measure what we do.
Do not come to us with history's pleas of mercy
for history can not stand a thing so true.
This is no more of leaders, nor of war
for this exceeds all former claims to might
We do what must be done to answer fate
and know with all our being it is right
So let the lessor men decide the target
it doesn't matter where or on what side
what we must do will change the world forever
and no haven will exist in which to hide
And if it's true that God in all his mercy
can not forgive what we must do this day
then we must look him sternly eye to eye
and tell him that it's time to look away

And if a speck of doubt had ever shook us
and we paused in what we did from that vile vice
let all men know we pushed on ever forward
And just to prove its rightness, did it twice
And now we do not seek the world's forgiveness
it's enough for them to know what's plain to see
We are America with atomic bombs of glory
we've heard the call, and claimed our destiny.