In dark and mournful times of old

Did once a hopeless horror hold

When from her sacred vale did spring

With storm and flash, a monstrous thing

His name Lei-Shen, the Thunder King

His thunder moved across the land

And none who dared and fought could stand

Against the iron tyrant’s hand

A palace grand, a walled domain

Such mighty works born of his reign

Built by slaves, their hearts in chains

But seasons change and tyrant’s die

His fury spent in times gone by

The thunder slept beneath Kun Lai

Secure the remains, brothers

By Zandalari hands he has been taken

By Zandalari voice he has awakened

Gather heroes, sound the drums

The Thunder King comes

The Thunder King comes