Текст песни
You won t return tonight, time after time of, i see the tracers flying past you
Out of control in a death roll, then finally making their mark, until you re slamming into earth
I see the tracers flying past you, i see the tracers flying past you Grim, until you re slamming into earth
striking at speed
Time after time, you won t return tonight, striking at speed
Coming right out of the sun, on my wings from above Grim, on my wings from above
You won t return tonight, time after time Grim, you re in my sights
you re in my sights
On my wings from above, my fire s running low, fly on wings of angels
just wanna put more of you down
you won t return tonight
on wings of angels
My fire s running low, to see more of you burning Wings, i climb as i m turning
you re in my sights
Time after time, coming right out of the sun
you won t return tonight
I climb as i m turning, my fire s running low
I see the tracers flying past you, on wings of angels Reaper, on my wings from above
Until all the evil is done, on my wings from above
my fire s running low
Until you re slamming into earth, you re in my sights of, my fire s running low
My fire s running low, my fire s running low, and it s nearly time to go
Fly on wings of angels, to see more of you burning Grim, my fire s running low
coming right out of the sun
until you re slamming into earth
just wanna put more of you down
You won t return tonight, that s another to add to my list Grim, striking at speed
Until you re slamming into earth, and it s nearly time to go Reaper, coming right out of the sun
Coming right out of the sun, i climb as i m turning
on my wings from above
i will fly close to death now
fly on wings of angels
To see more of you burning, time after time
Striking at speed, out of control in a death roll of, you won t return tonight
just wanna put more of you down
Coming right out of the sun, striking at speed
until all the evil is done
my fire s running low
striking at speed
Just wanna put more of you down, then finally making their mark, fly on wings of angels
On my wings from above, fly on wings of angels
My fire s running low, time after time, i see the tracers flying past you
I will fly close to death now, to see more of you burning Reaper, out of control in a death roll
I climb as i m turning, i see the tracers flying past you
And it s nearly time to go, i climb as i m turning, on my wings from above
I see the tracers flying past you, i see the tracers flying past you
and it s nearly time to go