Zeus: "Make certain that no stone stands That no creature crawls I command you to let lose the last of the Titans"
"It's time to strike!"
[B-Real] Let the rain pour down from God above With the blood of my blade, no love, begin the flood Open the gates, let the battle begin, wherein With wind at our backs, ready for any attacks Sound the horns, prepare for war, begin the storm The flaming arrows hitting your body, keeping you warm With the uniform of my sworn enemies You raped and pillaged my city, and spread disease Feel the sword of the warrior's wrath, the path you take Can lead to the math that the master's break The clash of the titans, are you frightened of loss Fighting with the cause to free, you and yours, and God's law Look in the stars, aligned with sign and Mars Destruction, what's your function, you roll with God
"Attention" 2x
[B-Real] The soul of the master's elements, disaster Breaking ya faster, transmitting the broadcaster The blade swings, slashing your throat The vision's on the mission, seeking the note dropping the bomb, by remote Load up the cavalry's, no salaries, the keys The life's memories, strife bringing the thieves Cut the heads off, hide in the loft, don't even cough Or breath, pay the cost, moving your life's lost Let the spirit reunite, with your weapon, you wanna fight Hear the sound of the warriors stepping into the night The eye in the sky, looking to punish ya, never hide No cover to shelter your life, the souls begin to rise And to clash
"Attention" 2x
[B-Real] God's enemies, fall in upon, the knees crawling Beheading the dead souls, who runaway from their calling Behold, the white horse, remorse, never the case Every corner of the world, the battle is taking place Let the war drum set the pace, you face fire Resume, from the Temple of Boom, and seek higher thought Maybe you live, or maybe not, the blade's hot Many renegades ready for battle, die on the spot With one shot, one whole city becomes rocked The clash rages on, people remain calm Good, bad, all in the balance, you going mad You can never tell, heaven or hell, the blood shed And it's all around, you can't run, sit in the cell When the war's over, the light will shine, covering the spell Celebrate now, put the blades to rest No wickedness, only the blessed will hold down
Alain Bashung lyrics