Wizards - Thunderbolt lyrics

Thunderbolt Clash of the tempest And I heard the sound loudly crying: Gather, I'm the failure redeem And the secret within I'll be fleeting for I'm everlasting I'm the shame of the proud I'm the symptom and the cure of all I'm the morming light slaved in each sunrise And the hidden counting time bomb in your soul I am the light slaved in each sunrise I'm a set up times bomb in your soul