Our Finest Hour

I see his sweating face
He feels our power
We break the Devil's haze
Our finest hour

The clouds are underneath
We're climbing higher
We're turning up the heat
they burn in fire

Bullets fly, through the sky
Fly on your silver wings
Armoured up, to reach the top
Fly on your silver wings
Killer mode, on your high road
Fly on your silver wings
Some die fast, but you will last
Fly on your silver wings

This is the hell of war
and bloody vengeance
They're going down and fall
We make redemptions

Just like a burning star
He hits the water
Attackers can't get far
We strike, we slaughter

Bullets fly, through the sky
Fly on your silver wings
Armoured up, to reach the top
Fly on your silver wings
Killer mode, on your high road
Fly on your silver wings
Some die fast, but you will last
Fly on your silver wings