Song | On Wings Of Eagles |
Artist | Riot |
Album | Thundersteel |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Moore, Reale, Van Stavern | |
I hear the call when the sirens scream | |
Into the night where an angel waits for me | |
She's lookin' bad she's a killer machine | |
I say the word and she explodes into light | |
Blinding power and rage | |
Players run to the stage | |
Screaming wings fill the slivery sky | |
Rising on pillers of flame | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And we ride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Full alert she is hot for the game | |
I sense my enemy and fire is the warning | |
I send A dance of death swirling miles above the rain | |
While mortals sleep angels swear to defend | |
I salute you my friend | |
Unafraid to the end | |
Devil take the high most | |
To hell with the rest | |
Now let the battle begin | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And we ride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Come on get up get out... (SOLO) | |
Heat seekers flash headed straight for your heart | |
One finds the mark and a fireball rocks the clouds | |
Men and machines sweet and deadly we are | |
We rule the wind on titanium wings | |
Plunging back from the chase | |
One more champion erased | |
I am the last and the plaster of my art | |
Until I am challenged again | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And w eride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Come on get up ge out... | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And we ride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Come on ge up get out |
zuo ci : Moore, Reale, Van Stavern | |
I hear the call when the sirens scream | |
Into the night where an angel waits for me | |
She' s lookin' bad she' s a killer machine | |
I say the word and she explodes into light | |
Blinding power and rage | |
Players run to the stage | |
Screaming wings fill the slivery sky | |
Rising on pillers of flame | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And we ride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Full alert she is hot for the game | |
I sense my enemy and fire is the warning | |
I send A dance of death swirling miles above the rain | |
While mortals sleep angels swear to defend | |
I salute you my friend | |
Unafraid to the end | |
Devil take the high most | |
To hell with the rest | |
Now let the battle begin | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And we ride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Come on get up get out... SOLO | |
Heat seekers flash headed straight for your heart | |
One finds the mark and a fireball rocks the clouds | |
Men and machines sweet and deadly we are | |
We rule the wind on titanium wings | |
Plunging back from the chase | |
One more champion erased | |
I am the last and the plaster of my art | |
Until I am challenged again | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And w eride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Come on get up ge out... | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And we ride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Come on ge up get out |
zuò cí : Moore, Reale, Van Stavern | |
I hear the call when the sirens scream | |
Into the night where an angel waits for me | |
She' s lookin' bad she' s a killer machine | |
I say the word and she explodes into light | |
Blinding power and rage | |
Players run to the stage | |
Screaming wings fill the slivery sky | |
Rising on pillers of flame | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And we ride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Full alert she is hot for the game | |
I sense my enemy and fire is the warning | |
I send A dance of death swirling miles above the rain | |
While mortals sleep angels swear to defend | |
I salute you my friend | |
Unafraid to the end | |
Devil take the high most | |
To hell with the rest | |
Now let the battle begin | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And we ride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Come on get up get out... SOLO | |
Heat seekers flash headed straight for your heart | |
One finds the mark and a fireball rocks the clouds | |
Men and machines sweet and deadly we are | |
We rule the wind on titanium wings | |
Plunging back from the chase | |
One more champion erased | |
I am the last and the plaster of my art | |
Until I am challenged again | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And w eride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Come on get up ge out... | |
And we ride thundering into the sky | |
And we ride | |
On wings of eagles we fly | |
Come on ge up get out |