September 11, 2001 Distant thunder, more are coming, watch the terror from the skies Watch the raining flaming debris as another building dies Oh, the horror as we realize that the planes are full of lives of our neighbors, sisters, brothers, fathers, mothers, husbands, wives Disbelieving all our senses, cannot comprehend the cost of the people used as fodder for the cannons of the lost Distant thunder, more are coming, watch the people hand in hand coming to a**ist their neighbors, ten by ten they take a stand For our Nation's full of heroes, standing tall and short and stout who'll defend the rights of others and won't do it with a shout but in a quiet, calming manner with compa**ion, care and heart they will volunteer their service, will stand by to do their part Distant thunder, more are coming, let our enemies know this as we rise up as a nation and look down on the Abyss where the cowards cringe and try to hide puffed up with over-weaning pride about the blow laid at our door: Distant thunder, more are coming, listen to our mighty roar we are coming for you ba*tards, and will survive you, EVERMORE