A Storm is coming
Upon our nation, the serpents descend
They invade our peace
They've come for our blood
Arise our children
Rise
They come for me
Nana Bush
Arise
Allies of the thunderers
Descend upon our enemies
Bless us with the power
To win this war
Allies of the thunderers
The powers that be
Bring forth the ancients
Excruciating
Survival
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