Keep The Dogs Away

The iron door that never swings
Guards the hall where hammers sing
Torches blaze with a fiery smoke
Shroud the home of the thunderbolts

Great machines that groan and bend
Bodies black and bead with sweat
And legions of the night march by
Beneath the lightning clouded sky

And all around you hear the sound
Of thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder
Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder

Voices chant in ancient rhymes
Written on the edge of time
Words of wisdom, tales of doom
Bringing soon unearthly tunes

Shadows chained lie at our side
Strain for the call to ride
And as the mist begins to clear
The bridge to glory soon appears

And all around you hear the sound
Of thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder
Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder