Текст песни Skull Liryx - Fighter

Eternal flight to all those who are no longer with us.
I drown in the sky—the very sky my father bequeathed to me in my childhood.
Why should I live if not to behold these wondrous places?
Only he is truly free who leaves a vapor trail in the azure depths.
A lost child, searching for a purpose—
A guarantee of stability in the future (Futures).
Another day places its hope in the heavens, waving to the feathered multitude (The V-formations).
Yeah, I’m just messing around; I’ve been one of them for ages now.
But my wings, alas, aren't made of feathers (What's up with that?).
Inside ten tons of iron, with air-to-ground ordnance on the hardpoints—
Skimming the deck, heading straight for the sun (Whoa!).
The G-force pins me down, reminding this "little guy" that he’s merely a *Homo sapiens* (Crushing me!).
In these moments, my jaw clenches so tight that the cavities in my teeth shatter (Grinding them down!).
There is no paradise above us; the vast expanse is furrowed only by my brothers—the iron falcons (Demons!).
Angels are near, yet our boys still fall, leaving their heads—still inside their helmets—behind.
Call me "Fighter"; forget my name—up here, I’m just three digits on the flight schedule (On the schedule—whoa!).
I am the reason for the sleepless nights of cities—and for those living on the outskirts (Hey, hey—fly away!).
Call me "Fighter"; the afterburner chamber beneath my chest hasn't cooled down yet (Still blazing—whoa!).
Even when I fall asleep, I’m still flying, bro—I call it a sacred mystery.
Eternal flight to all those who are no longer with us.
I drown in the sky—the very sky my father bequeathed to me in my childhood.
Why should I live if not to behold these wondrous places?
Only he is truly free who leaves a vapor trail in the azure depths.
To hell with the weather! I don't think I’d survive another day without the sky (It would kill me!).
It’s pure bliss up there; down here, the walls feel so heavy—I just can't handle life on the ground (Let me back up there!). (The Sky)
My high is a mystery to those who live by the laws of subsonic speed (Give me full throttle!)
This element is my home, but you—you’d be left utterly helpless here (Whoa!)
The blue of the skies has bound me to honor my craft and my banner (No step back!)
I’ve begun the hunt—so feel the sheer beauty of my intercept (Locked on!)
We take a deep drag on a cigarette, then, riding that updraft, we rise like phoenixes (Let's light up again)
Hey girl, you smell of Dior perfume; I smell of fuel oil and kerosene
Call me "Fighter"—forget my name; up here, I’m just three digits on the flight plan (On the flight plan—whoa!)
I am the reason for the sleepless nights of cities, and for those living on the outskirts (Hey, hey—fly away!)
Call me "Fighter"—the afterburner chamber beneath my fuselage hasn't cooled down yet (Burning bright—whoa!)
Even when I’m asleep, I’m flying, bro—I call it a sacred mystery
Eternal flight to all those who are no longer with us
I drown myself in the sky—the very sky my father bequeathed to me in my childhood
What reason is there to live, if not to behold these wondrous places?
True freedom belongs only to the one who leaves a vapor trail across the blue expanse
Eternal flight to all those who are no longer with us
I drown myself in the sky—the very sky my father bequeathed to me in my childhood
What reason is there to live, if not to behold these wondrous places?
True freedom belongs only to the one who leaves a vapor trail across the blue expanse
Eternal flight to all those who are no longer with us
I drown myself in the sky—the very sky my father bequeathed to me in my childhood
What reason is there to live, if not to behold these wondrous places?
True freedom belongs only to the one who leaves a vapor trail across the blue expanse