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Down in the valley lays a peaceful little land

Where people make a living doing anything they can

But up in the heavens the gods are feeling low

They're cranking up their death machines to reek havoc below

Down below the pressure's building

Somethings going to blow

The gods are in an uproar tonight

You'd better run, you may feel their might

Chorus:

So take me where the winds don't blow

Down to the valley so low

The gods are feeling angry today

You'd better run or you may be their prey

But down in the valley the rain begins to fall

The thunder clouds are rolling, tearing up the sky

People start to kneel upon a bended knee

Wondering if there's anything they can do to please

Chorus

(repeat first first to end)