My God carries a hammer,
His fiery hair is long,
His thunderous chariot will shake the Earth,
His people proud and strong.
My God carries a hammer,
He'll lead us into war,
The meek may well inherit the Earth,
But we'll take it by force.
Thunder!
It rolls through the night,
He calls us all to war.
Shall we follow? Should we take up the fight?
Shall we heed the call of Thor?
My God carries a hammer,
He rides across the sky,
A call to arms for those who serve,
And those who don't shall die.