Heavy Metal Thunder [Live]
Saxon
If you're taking a flight
You're shaking your heads to the band
If you're there on your horse
But you're not on the force
We're taking this place to the ground
When you're fists are alight
Forged on anvils of steel
We go to the threshold of pain
Holding your hands to the sky
With your banners and scarves held on high
If you think something more
You'll come down to the front
Don't sit there and do as they say
We're an army of thousands
Tearing this place to the ground