God Of Thunder

You’ve got something about you
Oh, you’ve got something I need
Daughter of Aphrodite
Hear my words and take heed
I was born on Olympus
To my father, a son
I was raised by the demons
Trained to reign as the one
God of Thunder
And rock and roll
The spell you’re under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
I’m the lord of the wasteland
A modern-day man of steel
I gather darkness to please me
I command you to kneel before the
God of Thunder
And rock and roll
The spell you’re under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
Paul: Peter Criss on the drums!
I am the lord of the wasteland
A modern-day man of steel
I gather darkness to please me
I command you to kneel before the
God of Thunder
And rock and roll
The spell you’re under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
Yeah