The Eagle And The Hawk

I live to fly, I want to fight.
Send me up into the air.
I am a pilot, furious might.
Can’t wait to feel wind in my hair.

Give me a plane, give me a gun.
I will take all Germany.
I am the best, I’m number one.
I’ll give you whatever you need.

A knight in canvas armor.
A lance of lead.
Follow the code of honor.
Until we’re dead.

The Eagle and the Hawk.
Soaring high through the clouds of warfare.
In fever pitch we fought.
Here to die in the expanse somewhere.
There’s no time left for talk.
We fall inside the peal of gun smoke.
The Eagle and the Hawk.
What is this war to you if not a joke?

I do my job, follow my duty.
Doing what I’m told to do.
Man after man, my gunners are falling.
Bleeding and dying for you.

What can I do, how can I stop this?
I cannot live with this loss.
Haunted by death, enemies helpless.
Praised for killing Werner Voss.

Such chivalry is vanquished.
What have I done.
And now in primal anguish.
I’m praised in song.

The Eagle and the Hawk.
Soaring high through the clouds of warfare.
In fever pitch we fought.
Here to die in the expanse somewhere.
There’s no time left for talk.
We fall inside the peal of gun smoke.
The Eagle and the Hawk.
What is this war to you if not a joke?

My friend, my rival flier.
I mourn your death.
I’ll give you what you deserve.
A true hero’s end.

The Eagle and the Hawk.
Soaring high through the clouds of warfare.
In fever pitch we fought.
Here to die in the expanse somewhere.
There’s no time left for talk.
We fall inside the peal of gun smoke.
The Eagle and the Hawk.
I wish I could take back the last words I spoke.