This is a song for cross all the land
the land of darkness
the cruel search for light men will die
and mens will fight
dripping death to whet the bloodthristy
the bomberboys
starting climb into the sky
This is a song, for cross all the seas
soldiers in a battle
triumph than tailgunner
the weather
forecasts good for war
gonna blow
your guts out with my sword
They're coming over the hill - for the last battle
They're coming in for to kill - in the last battle
They have come into the night - for the last battle
They have come to win or to die - in the last battle