The wings of our flyers
had the sparcle in the sun.
From pacific to atlantic
when the final crash begun.
We recapture the areas,
We recapture the control,
We recapture your religion,
the crusade goes on.
Mankind became the objective point.
We had to hunt invaders ocean wide.
With the landing on the westcoast,
now we bring you new decline.
We recapture the areas,
We recapture the control,
We recapture your religion,
the crusade goes on.
One million megatons
explosive force.
Held in the hand of the mightyman.
The always our pointed
our future course
and promises, no tragedy
for there land.
We recapture the areas,
We recapture the control,
We recapture your religion,
the crusade goes on.
had the sparcle in the sun.
From pacific to atlantic
when the final crash begun.
We recapture the areas,
We recapture the control,
We recapture your religion,
the crusade goes on.
Mankind became the objective point.
We had to hunt invaders ocean wide.
With the landing on the westcoast,
now we bring you new decline.
We recapture the areas,
We recapture the control,
We recapture your religion,
the crusade goes on.
One million megatons
explosive force.
Held in the hand of the mightyman.
The always our pointed
our future course
and promises, no tragedy
for there land.
We recapture the areas,
We recapture the control,
We recapture your religion,
the crusade goes on.