Flying - We're on our way With our deadly gear Seeking - For hostile fighters Trying to stop us here
Knowing - Women and children Are hiding there below Waiting - To see our explosions Hell, what a show
Flares are showing up We're on our way... And we will run...
Firestorm ! To the firestorm Bombing their homes with fear in our eyes Firestorm ! The agony - of this hit city Can be felt right up here Burned to death - or suffocated No one can live down there
Flares are showing up We're on our way... And we will run...
Firestorm ! To the firestorm Bombing their homes with fear in our eyes Firestorm !
We seem - To fly for hours Over a sheet of fire Bombers - No strategic "Aiming point required"