Here they come after another night raid
bombers relieved of their deadly cargo
war is hell and when it get's real nasty
we are all just, baby killing *******

In wartime you switch off your humanity
you close the door to fear
and you do what orders say
as that's the only voice you hear

Well lets load them up and ship them out
those two hundred pounders have some clout
when they have finished their last night mission
and under the right conditions
me and the baby killing *******
well, we will play some cards

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris