This is a support-the-troops song that closely follows the American war effort.
They came without a warnin’ and a battle was declared
A generation’s innocence was shattered in despair
Before we finished grievin’ we put our ships to sea
It was time to take the battle to our deadly enemies
Through the gates of Hell, we’ll drive them all away
Send them there to stay, to earn the Devil’s pay
Through the gates of Hell, they’ll arrive on Judgment Day
And one-by-one we’ll say:
The first to feel our fury were hidin’ in their caves
You could hear the Devil laughin’ when we turned ‘em into graves
Their leaders took to runnin’ for a shelter in the storm
But the thunder just kept comin’ from the troops in uniform
The storm was like an omen as it spread across the land
We hunted down our enemies and made ‘em understand
If you put your faith in madmen, you’re gamblin’ with your lives
And when you hear the thunder roar, it’s time to pay the price
The legends of the desert tell a tale….
Of a hauntin’ laughter howlin’ in the wind….
When choosin’ sides, you’d better choose ‘em well….
Or the thunder will come rollin’ through again….