Across the silent streets
I hear the thunder roar
Strike like lightning
In the valley of deceit
The electric eye sees all
We're changed in the darkness
But we won't take no more
No fair warning,
The blades of might will strike
Death or glory,
Riding on thunder black
Warriors on the attack
Made of steel
March to die
Pounding metal, made of steel
Across the burning plains
I hear the hammers pound
Strike like lightning
We're forged in hell's fire
Our blades still long blood
Midnight warriors, coming back for more