He Who Holds the Lightning Rod

There's a storm on the horizon... as the sky grows dark they advise you
 Close your windows, lock your doors - you've never seen one like this before
 Source of all creation... the electric mystery
 Will wash away all the filth... who breed this mediocrity
 Lightning fills the air like a message from the sky
 ...As thunder rips the heavens you can hear the eternal battle cry!
 He is alive again! He has come to take revenge...
 With a hammer in his hand... he has come to cleanse the land!
 More powerful than your god... He Who Holds The Lightning Rod!
 You created a world devoid of spirit... Valhalla has been lost
 But we will not lay down our swords and shields... until the Rainbow Bridge is crossed!
 He is alive again! He has come to take revenge...
 For the culture you destroyed... all the teachings you perverted
 Sacred places you profaned... ancient symbols you inverted
 Slaves of your technology, you have given us control
 We fill your minds with micro-chips and computerize your souls
 We will then turn the world around... take triumph from the tragic
 Reinstate the natural order... turn your science into magic!
 Source of all creation... the electric mystery
 Will wash away the filth... who breed this mediocrity
 The fight is on... the battle just begun
 And we will not lay down our swords until this war is won!
 He is alive again! He has come to take revenge...
 With a hammer in his hand... he has come to cleanse the land!
 More powerful than your god... He Who Holds The Lightning Rod!
 He Who Holds The Lightning Rod... He Who Holds The Lightning Rod