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Lyrics: Riot. On Wings Of Eagles.

I hear the call when the sirens scream
Into the light where an angel waits for me
She's looking 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 pillars 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

Heat seekers flash [Incomprehensible] 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 master of my art
Until I am challenged again

And we ride thundering into the sky
And we ride, on wings of eagles we fly

And we ride thundering into the sky
And we ride, on wings of eagles we fly