Battlelines

Late in 1937 I heard a call to arms
A strong line of defense was needed
Against the 109
New machines to track position
New machines of war
Defend our North Atlantic island
Before they cross the wire

Ready for the fight
Holding the battle line
With your blazing ammunition
Got them in your sights
Shadow from behind
Waiting for a sign
Give me victory or give me
Death in the skies

Then in 1987 the horsemen rode again
Chemical and dust reactor
Unleashed upon the land
New machines of devastation
New machines once more
Mutually assured destruction... of us all

Ready for the fight
Holding the battle line
With your blazing ammunition
Got them in your sights
Shelter underground
Listen for the sound
There is no victory only death from the skies