Innocent are crawling Screaming in despair A new attack has begun And death is in the air
An enemy without remorse No live will be spared Burning ground across the land And death is everywhere
Silver defenders darken the skies Wings of steel cut the air into slices
From the skies they descend To protect their motherland Lords of storm with the final command
From the skies they descend And our freedom they defend Lords of storm for defeat they are sent
Deadly flaks behind the sun The clouds are turning red Targeting for liberty Their destiny ahead
Guardians of the endless skies Spitfires aiming high Victory at any cost Into glory they will fly
Silver defenders darken the skies Wings of steel cut the air into slices
From the skies they descend To protect their motherland Lords of storm with the final command
From the skies they descend And our freedom they defend Lords of storm for defeat they are sent
In the heat of the battle They stay the course Maximum readyness Of all armed forcesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
