Move on, brother

This dust is bound for glory, this dust! This dust is bound for glory, this dust! This dust is bound for glory, Leaving behind that same old story, This dust is bound for glory, this dust! I said, move on, brother, move on! I said, move on, brother, move on! Well, the devil’s at the heels of a desperate man, Tryin’ to find the peace in the promised land, I said, move on, brother, move on! There’s no room for the hollow, this dust! There’s no room for the hollow, this dust! There’s no room for the hollow, Only the bold are gonna follow, There’s no room for the hollow, this dust! Is it hot? It’s burning! Is it fast? It’s turning! Are we gone? We’re flying! Keep that engine rhythm crying! I said, move on, brother, move on! I said, move on, brother, move on! Well, the devil’s at the heels of a desperate man, Tryin’ to find the peace in the promised land, I said, move on, brother, move on! This dust! This dust! This dust is bound for glory...