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From a world that is torn

a new breed is born

into battle they fly

the knights of the sky

The search for glory

the eternal praise

claim in history

their promised place

To blaze through the air

and share the eagles eye

up high in the clouds

the clouds

the clouds

Committed to attack

they fly in full speed

to cripple and disable

the enemy’s defeat

Fight on and fly on

to the last drop of blood

the last drop of fuel

the last beat of the heart

To roll and glide

master of thunderhead and sky

up high in the clouds

the Clouds

the Clouds

He breaks from this fight

and climbs out of sight

above the clouds a peaceful glide

Far from the roar

of the battlefield below

the trenches filled with our death

Recalls all

that is dear to him

in this clear blue day death holds no fear

ooOOooOOooogh

The enemy’s at six

line of fire’s fixed

guns rattle

his world shatters

The bullets rip

through his plane

he’s losing grip

in a deadly spin

His wings are burning

the engine is stalling

twisting and turning

his fortune’s failing

Trapped in this coffin

of canvas of wood

the reaper comes

to claim his first blood

His spirit now

leaves the earth

with its trouble and flies

up high in the clouds

the Clouds

the Clouds