Here comes thunder
Heavy churning
Booming wonder
Thoughts are churning
One million pounds
Weighs on your head
One million pounds
Atlas gets ashamed
And you love thunder
Just like I do
Hard reminder
What you wade through
One million rounds
Fire through your head
One million rounds
Armies get ashamed
But I will turn your head
To a cooler place
A reservoir
With no past or future
Just now
Reddest heavies
Wash right through you
Breaking levees
Work such voodoo
One million rounds
Fire through your head
One million rounds
Armies get ashamed
But I will turn your head
To a cooler place
A reservoir
With no past or future
Just now