

(skrrt) (screee-onck) Deep in the trench where the pressure is heavy
Tidal wave rising, we breaking the levee He step in the city,
the concrete is shaking
Every skyscraper is bent up and breaking (screee-onck) That's the sound of
the king in the bay
Oklahoma kid telling giants to pray (boom) Fifty feet tall,
got the scale on the skin When the spikes light up,
then the troubles begin
He rise from the deep,
yeah he step in the zone (screee-onck) Bow down to the king
on the throne With the breath made of fire,
the atomic burn
Once he hits the block there is no return (screee-onck)
Yeah,
stomp through the city with the heavy sound
Oklahoma grit, we don't back down
Radioactive, the glow in the dark Leaving a permanent heavy-set mark Tank
fire bouncing right off of his chest
Put the whole military force to the test (screee-onck) Hear the roar
echo straight to the plains
Atomic heat running right through his veins No cage can hold him,
no chain can bind
Leave all your property damage behind
He rise from the deep,
yeah he step in the zone (screee-onck) Bow down to the king
on the throne With the breath made of fire,
the atomic burn
Once he hits the block there is no return (screee-onck) Yeah,
stomp through the city with the heavy sound
Oklahoma grit, we don't back down
(screee-onck) Yeah,
the king of the monsters
Straight from the deep (screee-onck)