1 GUARDIANS OF THE SKIES

Aloft in my flying machine

With nerves of steel

I guard the country's skies

With enthusiasm and zeal

Strapped in my machine,

With tonnes of payloads,

Bombs missiles guns

Flares and rocket pods

Power thundering in my hands

thousands KGs of thrust

I keep soaring across the blues

To decimate enemies into dust

It's not so easy to

Fly every night and day

Dangerous is the game

You might not return they say

But when you have

Tasted even once flying way

You fly to Live Forever

And Die Another Day

You forget whole world

Forget blatant lies

Forever you become

Guardians of the skies..