But a kingdom that has once been destroyed can never come back into being nor can the dead ever be brought back to life Warnings of an airstrike The sirens scream out loud Warning on the radio Of what's coming Appearing on the radar A threat from overseas Planes on the horizon Cast shadows on the ground Bringers of destruction Are ravaging the land Fury of the bombers A force to reckon with Sets the world on fire Then turns to strike again Flames are burning higher The bombs keep falling AA guns are blazing As the sky is turning red better run for cover You'll be quick or be dead Burn Burn Rage of the heavens Burn Burn Death from above Die Die Merciless killing Burn Burn Death from above Carpet bombing cities And grinding them to dust Able men and women Will all be victims Everyone will suffer In the wake of their attack Bombers show no mercy A land in ruin Homes are turned to rubble When the airstrike has been approved Facing their destruction Fear the black wings of death Burn Burn Rage of the heavens Burn Burn Death from above Die Die Merciless killing Burn Burn Nothing remains Cities ruined, turned to dust All has been lost Rise from the ashes and strike AA guns are blazing As the sky is turning red Bend under a cover You be quick or be dead Burn Burn Rage of the heavens Burn Burn Death from above Die Die Merciless killing Burn Burn Death from above
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