God of Thunder - Death

You’ve got something about you

You’ve got something I need

Daughter of Aphrodite

Hear my words and take heed

I was born on Olympus

To my father, a son

I was raised by the demons

Trained to reign as the one

God of thunder and rock and roll

The spell you’re under

Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul

I’m the lord of the wastelands

A modern-day man of steel

I gather darkness to please me

And I command you to kneel

Before the

God of thunder and rock and roll

The spell you’re under

Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul

I am the lord of the wastelands

A modern-day man of steel

I gather darkness to please me

And I command you to kneel

Before the

God of thunder and rock and roll

The spell you’re under

Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul