Born in the air on the royal red skies fighters with eagle hearts To save the island from evil invaders They do what they should, do what they want
Waiting for signal, ready to get airborn Man nad machine are one The red alert sounded from the watchtower Enemies emerges from rainy clouds
They don’t have a lot of power But iron will deep in hearts Fighting angels, steel defend in the skies Fight for freedom of tomorrow For every dream of that night In the glory wings are shining so bright
Nothing can hide from the hurricane’s bullets From Browning there’s no escape Into the purssuit there’s na chance to runaway 126 shot down in flames
It is a matter of honor and revange For all the evil raw deals For all the fallen in these painful madness Hawkers are coming ready to kill
Flying fast just like an arrow Like an eagle rise up so high Roar like thunder, hear the air battle cry Mighty wings all bathed in fire But still got spirit to fight We’ll remember every flight of that night
Diving Hawkers the air force attack! There’s no retreat, no turning back Diving Hawkers the air force attack! Never turning back Diving Hawkeeeeeeeers!
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