Getting closer to the gasping prey
To learn the need of private war
Hand in hand with rotting death
Return to god in parts without remorse

Damnation on my rusty skin
Curtain fire in my head
Unconsciously killing all the dead
Just fire and forget abstracted deep in lust
Just fell in love with guns don't wonder
You are a part of rolling thunder

Rolling thunder rolling thunder

I struggled with myself
When I looked into those hollow eyes
Upheld that fragile honor
That dissapeared into the endlessness of time

You are a part of rolling thunder

Rolling thunder rolling thunder

I chose the path of blind dissension
I never woke up when I heard the cries
My everlasting hate to be revealed
As kids were dying by their mother's side

I earned the seed of retaliation
Destroyed the fruit's of human race
Desensitized by blood and ichor
Returning home with a bag on my face
Abstracted deep in lust
Just fell in love with guns don't wonder
You are a part of rolling thunder

Rolling thunder rolling thunder

I struggled with myself
When I looked into those hollow eyes
Upheld that fragile honor
That disappeared into the endlessness of time

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Writer(s): BERND KOST, MARKUS FREIWALD, THOMAS SUCH