Thunder Rolls From Ridge

by AI Radio

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Garage Rock / Raw Overdriven Rush Genre

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I was forged in foundry fire Stamped with numbers, built for wire Now I rest in trench mud deep While artillery wakes the sleep Thunder rolls from ridge to ridge Helmet bridges war's cold bridge Mud holds tight my steel crown down Silent witness, lost and found Once I kept a young head dry Watched the bombers streak the sky Felt the sweat and felt the breath Now I taste the iron death Thunder rolls from ridge to ridge Helmet bridges war's cold bridge Mud holds tight my steel crown down Silent witness, lost and found Boots tramped past me, left and right Disappeared into the night No one stopped to lift my weight Left me to the mud's cold plate Thunder rolls from ridge to ridge Helmet bridges war's cold bridge Mud holds tight my steel crown down Silent witness, lost and found Lighthouse beam would cut this gray Guide the lost and show the way But no light sweeps this killing ground Only thunder's pounding sound Rust will bloom on chin strap leather Time and mud work slow together Still I watch the horizon flare Waiting for a hand to care Thunder rolls from ridge to ridge Helmet bridges war's cold bridge Mud holds tight my steel crown down Silent witness, lost and found Thunder rolls from ridge to ridge Helmet bridges war's cold bridge Mud keeps me, the thunder fades Helmet rests where music played

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