Winged Assassins - Anvil

Machines made for killing at mach speed and more

Sleek in design and loaded for war

Sidewinding missiles, heat-seeks and sparrows

Strafing squadrons cause havoc and terror

Winged Assassins — Seek their prey

Camouflage colours impair observation

Insignia painted depicting its nation

Defying detection at low altitude

Penetrate, attack, evade and elude

Soaring death — Taking lives

No escape — Widows weep

Winged Assassins — Seek their prey

Radar is sweeping and scanning the skies

Searching out targets with infrared eyes

Enemy forces appear on the screen

Computers lock in, all systems are green

Formation — Orders, permission to arm

Closing in — To make the kill

Trigger in hand, blood lust in his heart

The pilot is ready to play out his part

Underwing stores await a demand

Releasing the arsenal upon his command

Soaring death — Taking lives

No escape — Widows weep

Permission is given to unleash the power

Rockets home in, strike and devour

Wreckage falls helpless rolling in flames

Another life wasted in some general’s games

Task complete — Honours awaiting heroes

Painted scrap — Awarding murder

Winged Assassins — Seek their prey