Wings Of Doom

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 worth