Letras
Clanging in his workshop, he toils all night along
Wrenching, welding, he builds inventions strong
The people called it madness, the threats will never come
But he was ready on the day they were wrong
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Charging up the Atlas Ray
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Firing the Atlas Ray
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Lighting up the atmosphere
To save the day
The Atlas Ray
From the heavens, they descended; hearts stopping at the sight
Their spinning ships were shooting beams of blinding, burning light
The people called it madness, to stand up to such might
But he was ready on the day of the fight
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Charging up the Atlas Ray
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Firing the Atlas Ray
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Lighting up the atmosphere
To save the day
The Atlas Ray
As raining bits of rubble, the ships crashed to the sea
Invaders falling piece by piece, now planet earth was free
The people called it madness, the streets were filled with glee
But he was ready on the day of victory
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Charging up the Atlas Ray
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Firing the Atlas Ray
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Lighting up the atmosphere
To save the day
The Atlas Ray
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Charging up the Atlas Ray
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Firing the Atlas Ray
Atlas Ray, Atlas Ray
Lighting up the atmosphere
To save the day
The Atlas Ray