Guitars were smashing when Heaven came crashing down,
A master disaster,
The world as we know crumbles on,
When the maker was quaking, oh father, we heard not a sound.
When fire was burning, desire was turned away,
There's no way of knowing who's leaving, who's going to stay,
Prepare your heart, for the trumpet may sound any day.
Are you ready for thunder, when the lighting strikes?
If the Lord calls your number, will you be ready tonight?
Follow the light; deny the nocturnal breed,
You've been lost in the dark; you know what it is that you need,
When the fires arise, you...you won't have a minute to bleed.
Are you ready for thunder, when the lighting strikes?
Is it taking you under, like a thief in the night?
Go.
Hey.
Freely surrender; you know that there's no other way,
Put your past far behind you; in time it will all fade away,
Deep in the hour, you'll run to the power of day.
Are you ready for thunder, when the lighting strikes?
Is it taking you under, like a thief in the night?
Are you ready for thunder, when the lighting strikes?
Is it taking you under, like a thief in the night?
