Gernika
Angelus Apatrida
It's time, the sirens are screaming aloud
Approaching with thunderous sound
Death is making its way through the clouds
They're here, the metal wings swing in the air
A deafening roaring ahead
The symphony of death drawing near
Fear is a tool
Used with power
Controlling the fools
Darkening the skies with a sinister might
Be fierce and take no prisoners
Leaving a trail of nightmares as they're flying low
Raining fire from the skies above
Shake the ground, burn the crops, tear hills down
Damned be the liars who talk and the cowards who shut up
The madmen who press down their guns
Taking thousands of lives as they pass
Hear me now, among the bombs around
We were all tears in the storm
Hear me now, with rubble all around
Our spirits will rise above
Behold the ruins of a world now gone
The carved scars on each and every stone
Silent streets, shattered and drowned
The echoes of a war still yet to come
Hear me now, among the bombs around
We were all tears in the storm
Hear me now, with rubble all around
Our spirits will rise above
Hear me now, among the bombs around
We were all tears in the storm
Hear me now, with rubble all around
Our spirits will rise above