Calling to me in the heat of the night
Voices of the fallen, those who fell in flight
They spur me on, the wind beneath my wings.
Showing me the way and the gory in brings.
Chorus
The crystal vision, when I close my eyes,
Is the warrior peace as the warrior ies.
He's fought for this moment with every breath
It's the warrior peace, it's the warrior death.
At night I ride with the gohsts of glories past,
Like the heroes of Stalingrad, heroes to the last.
Men who died with honour, men who died with pride.
Men who dies as brothers die, side by side.
Chorus
I close me eyes again and I see my own face,
And all around me burning wreaths are in place
Yet I feel no regret and I feel no fear,
I know me greatest triumph is finally here.
Chorus
Voices of the fallen, those who fell in flight
They spur me on, the wind beneath my wings.
Showing me the way and the gory in brings.
Chorus
The crystal vision, when I close my eyes,
Is the warrior peace as the warrior ies.
He's fought for this moment with every breath
It's the warrior peace, it's the warrior death.
At night I ride with the gohsts of glories past,
Like the heroes of Stalingrad, heroes to the last.
Men who died with honour, men who died with pride.
Men who dies as brothers die, side by side.
Chorus
I close me eyes again and I see my own face,
And all around me burning wreaths are in place
Yet I feel no regret and I feel no fear,
I know me greatest triumph is finally here.
Chorus
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