Night Witches
The bombers are ready, the night is alive
For those who play the game of the war in the sky
And the air smells like hell, while the wind sways their hair
With no back up, just two are unleashing the fire
Call of the witches tonight
Deadly omen is painting the sky…
Call of the witches tonight
Deadly omen is painting of chaos the sky…
There’s a cloud of smoke, and the vision is blind
There’s no voice that the way can somehow guide
Yesterday they were kids, In the blossom of life,
Now they’re fighting the war, with no age to die
Call of the witches tonight
Deadly omen is painting the sky…
Call of the witches tonight
Deadly omen is painting of chaos the sky…