Across the silent streets I hear the thunder roar Strike like lightning In the valley of deceit The electric eye sees all We're changed in the darkness But we won't take no more No fair warning, The blades of might will strike Death or glory, Riding on thunder black Warriors on the attack Made of steel March to die Pounding metal, made of steel Across the burning plains I hear the hammers pound Strike like lightning We're forged in hell's fire Our blades still long blood Midnight warriors, coming back for more