September 11, 2001

Distant thunder, more are coming, watch the terror from the skies
Watch the raining flaming debris as another building dies
Oh, the horror as we realize that the planes are full of lives
of our neighbors, sisters, brothers, fathers, mothers, husbands, wives

Disbelieving all our senses, cannot comprehend the cost
of the people used as fodder for the cannons of the lost
Distant thunder, more are coming, watch the people hand in hand
coming to assist their neighbors, ten by ten they take a stand

For our Nation's full of heroes, standing tall and short and stout
who'll defend the rights of others and won't do it with a shout
but in a quiet, calming manner with compassion, care and heart
they will volunteer their service, will stand by to do their part

Distant thunder, more are coming, let our enemies know this
as we rise up as a nation and look down on the Abyss
where the cowards cringe and try to hide puffed up with over-weaning pride
about the blow laid at our door:

Distant thunder, more are coming, listen to our mighty roar
we are coming for you Bastards, and will survive you, EVERMORE