踏雷咆哮

作曲：头条梦三

作词：头条梦三

Black plain

Wet with old rain

Smoke from the campfires

Draws faces in the night

Four shadows

Rising from the mud

Every step a warning

Every breath a flood

Thunder hooves of the steppe

Shake the marrow in your bones

Ancient oaths in every tread

Wake the sleepers under stones

Thunder hooves of the steppe

Crack the sky

Split the dome

We ride

We ride

We ride

Till the storm becomes our home

Tatters of a banner

Caught on crooked spears

Eagle-bone whistles

Call the buried from their years

Salt on the saddle

Rust on the teeth

Low voices circle

Like wolves beneath your feet

Thunder hooves of the steppe

Shake the marrow in your bones

Ancient oaths in every tread

Wake the sleepers under stones

Thunder hooves of the steppe

Crack the sky

Split the dome

We ride

We ride

We ride

Till the storm becomes our home

Mouth of the earth

Opens in a sigh

Names of the elders

Rise

Then collide

Thunder hooves of the steppe

Drown the prayers and the pleas

Every heartbeat falls in line

With the roaring of the seas

Thunder hooves of the steppe

Carve a road through flesh and loam

We ride

We ride

We ride

Till the storm becomes our home