Children of Thunder children of thunder

Yeah - uh - yeah
Double edge sword swinger
Dreaded war bringer
Grip the blade till I'm blistererd with sore fingers
Guerilla war vet
Spiritual cadet
No regret slaying demons the bayonette
stay in set while the battle is advancing
fromer prisoner of war who've been ransomed
now enrolled in his army as a soldier
steel heels crush the head of the cobra
flame flowa the bola constrict the totally victor
over the rictor side and sorely scriptor