Suits of armor mounted ready for war  The eagle is in the sky  They rule the land by their queens command  If their rival is prepared to die    The fog has lifted and the daylight appears  They say a final prayer  The trumpets sing the sound of battle  The lance of the lord they bear    Bravely they shout their attack  And they know that there's no turning back  Young men aimlessly slaughtering lives  Fearful tearfully missing their wives    It's the day of the Thunder  That all men shall hear  He who serves under one  The old wizard quotes  From the book which he reigns  Thy will shall be done    The battle has ended and the smoke has cleared  The armor lays in piles  Many honor those young men who died  Thunder was heard for miles    Sadly those heroes were young  Sadly nobody won  Rulers grotesquely throw away lives  Bastards puncture your soul with their knives    It's the day of the Thunder  That all men shall hear  He who serves under one  The old wizard quotes  From the book which he reigns  Thy will shall be done