The words are the thunder   The thought is the lightning   The telling of the tale is the storm   The defendant must be guilty   As he waits impatiently   As the wooden stake is driven   And the angel sounds the horn      The cornered lion is not within the realm of reason   Fear is like the cracking of the lash   You want to run, you want to fight   Lightning flashes in the night   You finally turn away to hide your face   As the judges file in to take their places      You got to hold your ground   Hold your ground like a man   Sometimes you’ve just got to hold your ground   When the truth has finally been tasted   You can tell them all their time has not been wasted      You got to hold your ground   Hold your ground like a man   Sometimes you’ve just got to hold your ground   When the truth has finally been tasted   You can tell them all their time has not been wasted