Thunder Child - Booze Control

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 ar silent

The leviathan’s picking up speed

To tar 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 down