Down you came from your enemy's six Down you came from the sun Two had entered this deadly dance Survival only for one Your enemies cut left and right Trying to outrun his death The bullets trace close to your wings Trying to catch your breath
No time to think bout those you kill Do what you must to survive Flying high on your wings of death Is when you feel alive
All at once your enemies turn And head in for the sun No choice to leave but to follow You have him on the run You thought this battle was the end But there is only last trick to be played As you hear your engine roaring sick You know now you have failed
Suddenly the skies grow dark A shadow hides the sun You hear the sound of wicked death Raining down from the blazing guns
Wings of deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
