Facing the massacre of mankind The greed in the Blackwater remains You should not wait, you should not hesitate They will come and boil the blood that's in your veins There she lies, waiting in the silence Preparing for the final grand slam An ironclad, low in the water This is the torpedo ram
Thunder Child Thunder Child
Racing the tripods to the shoreline Honour-bound the Child is alone The warships are stripped of their power By distance and horrors unknown The guns of the charger are silent The leviathan's picking up speed To tear down all that stands in its way The ram it has to succeed
A proof of courage that a man has seldom seen A show of force that mankind got by the machine The dawn of hope that we'll be able to withstand The invaders crushed by Thunder's iron hand
A proof of courage that a man has seldom seen Only wreckage where the Thunder Child has been The dawn of hope that we'll be able to withstand A heroic deed, though worthless in the end We were slaughtered but there never was a war In a snap they had had us wounded to the core All is over and they've not even begun They will choose you and then catch you on the run
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em down Shoot that fucker downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
