Glory in Our Name

[Intro]
Hands up
World stage, one flame
Whole earth in the frame
Say it loud, one game (hey!)
[Verse 1]
From the curb to the cup, we arrive
Painted flags on the dash, long drive
Every tongue, same roar, same drive
Every kid with a dream in their eyes
Streets buzz when we lace up the gold
We’ve been running these drills in the cold
Whole squad got a heart made of stone
But we play like it’s blood on the goal
[Pre-Chorus]
We don’t fold
Even when our backs touch the wall
We go bold
Hear the final call
[Chorus]
This is glory in our name
When we run, when we fall, when we rise again
From the block to the world, everybody chant
(O-oh) this is more than a game
Wave that shirt, wave that pride, let it shake the stands
Every heart on the line for the one-world chant
O-oh, glory in our name
Glory in our name
[Verse 2]
Big stage, bright grass, white lines
Whole squad on the edge of the sign
Ref’s whistle like a clock in my mind
Only ninety to rewrite our lives
Slide tackle, crowd gasp, then cheer
You can feel every hope in the air
Cross in, one touch, so near
Keeper sprawled, whole bench in my ear (let’s go!)
[Pre-Chorus]
We don’t fold
Even when the doubts start to talk
We go bold
Hear the whole world walk
[Chorus]
This is glory in our name
When we run, when we fall, when we rise again
From the block to the world, everybody chant
(O-oh) this is more than a game
Wave that shirt, wave that pride, let it shake the stands
Every heart on the line for the one-world chant
O-oh, glory in our name
Glory in our name
[Bridge]
LA nights, but the flags worldwide
Every city in the scream when we slide
One ball, one shot, one try
Whole planet in a single reply
[Chorus]
This is glory in our name
When we run, when we fall, when we rise again
From the block to the world, everybody chant
(O-oh) this is more than a game
Wave that shirt, wave that pride, let it shake the stands
Every heart on the line for the one-world chant
O-oh, glory in our name
Glory in our name (hey!)

rap, Stadium-sized electro trap banger with West Coast swagger; distorted 808s and razor synth leads over hard, halftime trap drums. Male vocals delivered in a hyped, chantable cadence, stacked gang shouts on the hook. Verses stay minimal and percussive, beat drops out for pre-chorus tension, then slams back with crowd claps, airhorns, and hyped ad-libs in the chorus. Big, glossy mix aimed at festival stages and packed arenas., electro, world, hip hop