Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Under the Thunder, artist - Devilment. Date of issue: 17.11.2016
Song language: English
Under the Thunder |
| Come summon the storm |
| The high plains of the mind |
| Invoking these drifters again |
| Drums are becoming |
| Tattooed and defined |
| Through ink drops |
| Of great spiritual rain |
| Incense is cloying |
| Raised campfires blaze |
| Behind our defences |
| A perimeter fence |
| To distance the sane |
| Under the thunder |
| The War Dancers writhe |
| In ted feathers dressed |
| Flesh pressed to the sky |
| A clawed metamorphosis |
| Quickens the eye |
| Tornadoes are at our disposal |
| Never will enemy lives |
| Darken our hearts and survive |
| Hell will be hearkened tonight |
| Full retribution decides |
| So now unholy |
| Death |
| She starts her canter |
| And with the ghostly |
| Under the thunder we ride |
| Whip up the sloven |
| Ex-lover of war |
| Her beauty has softened with age |
| Spread out her wings |
| Her legs sing to be bored |
| The Kraken is itching to wake |
| Dark clouds are gathered |
| A slathering bloom |
| Behind our offensive |
| Masked in a vast |
| Exaltation of doom |
| Under the thunder |
| The War Dancers writhe |
| A dread single purpose to usher demise |
| Try not to provoke |
| The black smoke to arise |
| Signalling massive reprisal |
| Never will enemy lives |
| Darken our hearts and survive |
| Hell will be hearkened tonight |
| Full retribution decides |
| So now unholy |
| Death |
| She starts her canter |
| And with the ghostly |
| Under the thunder we ride |
| Here we go |
| Our braves are running |
| Forgiveness not to be |
| Wave upon wave keep coming |
| To claim your scalp |
| Heartbeats flicker with velocity |
| Manitou steers the reins |
| Burning with liquor ferocity |
| Careers throughout their veins |
| Under the thunder |
| The War Dancers arrive |
| Valour and vengeance |
| Aflame within their eyes |
| Forever fear the Reaper |
| Fell creepers in the snow |
| Living in the shadow of the inevitable |
| Warhammer blow |
| Worm caste of men |
| Don’t cross our hunting grounds again |
| The reason spite that brooked no invitation |
| Just understand the brutal hand that strikes is always there |
| To take away your celebrations |
| To break your paltry aspirations |