Daylight's about to break, and we're already up I couldn't sleep, fear kept me alert The briefing room today seems so unreal Feels like I'm part of a film
My last mission should be a piece of cake After all, we had to take But when the next target is revealed I know my fate is sealed
I don't get the meaning of this war And I pray as we take off From England, we fly straight to hell Will I die? Only time can tell
Above enemy lines, we are attacked And though it's cold I'm soaked in sweat Bullet-ridden we strive, flak damaged again Please, God, let it come to an end
I ride a fortress high Through a hellish sky Clouds are painted red 20,000 pounds of death I will throw down there Writing History in blood Wings of Doom
We are ravaged by swarms of fighters with guns The smell of cordite mixed with guts As the bomb run starts, creepy horror unfolds Almost all our squad is gone
With bombs away, we head back home No planes left, we're all alone Our job's been done and I just hope Someday I'll find it's worthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
