| Bombs |
|---|
| Here come the bombs |
| What a lonely view |
| As I tear away |
| Breaking sound, speeding down to burn up the night |
| And I can’t see the face of the faded ones who fell this time |
| We must be lost I cannot see through the space and time |
| But there’s others over here |
| You’re not on your own |
| They’ll fear it when the sleeping ghosts |
| All wake up |
