No where to run, no where to hide
No one to kiss your dead ass goodbye
Stuck in a hole alone with your soul
Awaiting the bell that surely will toll
Eating the dirt and spitting out lead
With luck on your side soon you’ll be dead
Waiting, waiting, crying out in vain
For the morning, to be free
And the sunrise you’ll never see
And a new day will never be
Death from above right out of the sky
The cold grip of fear just waiting to die
A whistling ghost above all the trees
Will bring a quick end to your misery
Waiting, waiting, crying out in vain
For the morning, to be free
And the sunrise you’ll never see
Air Attack, death comes delivered
Air Attack, screaming from the heavens
Air Attack, time to meet your Maker
Air Attack
For the morning, to be free
And the sunrise you’ll never see
And a new day will never be
No where to run, no where to hide
No one to kiss your dead ass goodbye
Stuck in a hole alone with your soul
Awaiting the bell that surely will toll
Eating the dirt and spitting out lead
With luck on your side soon you’ll be dead
Air Attack, death comes delivered
Air Attack, screaming from the heavens
Air Attack, never see tomorrow
Air Attack, feel your heart beating
Air Attack, time to meet your Maker
Air Attack
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