Put your nose to the wind, smell a change in the air Storm is coming When the thunderclap hits, and you huddle inside We are coming As the rain lashes down, on the countryside hills Change is coming And you scramble for cover, from the lightning and gales Storm is coming Raise us up and lead the way We come rolling, roaring, now Face the lightning A flash across the northern sky Feel the hammer The drum of ages long gone by Hail Sky Father, Raise us up and lead the way Run for cover We come rolling, roaring, die! Rise up in rage Thunderstorm of the century Dawn of our age We take back the rivers and underground lakes All over soon Live or die by the deeds you do We're on the move Thunderstorm of the century Raise us up and lead the way We come rolling, roaring, now Face the lightning A flash across the northern sky Feel the hammer The drum of ages long gone by Hail Sky Father, Raise us up and lead the way Run for cover We come rolling, roaring, die! Turn of the tide Thunderstorm of the century You choose your side Your city will rot in a cesspool of bile All over soon Live or die by the deeds you do We're on the move Thunderstorm of the century