Wings Of Destiny (Fifth Angel)

Take the children March them off to war Only numbered To count down the final score Lay in waiting For the end to come And their only chance Is loaded in their gun They're riding on the wings (the wings), the wings of destiny Riding on the wings (the wings), from so far below Riding on the wings (the wings), the wings of destiny Riding on the wings (the wings), that carry their souls In battle daybreak The field is grey and bare They feel the presence Of death that's in the air They're riding on the wings (the wings), the wings of destiny Riding on the wings (the wings), from so far below Riding on the wings (the wings), the wings of destiny Riding on the wings (the wings), that carry their souls Take the children March them off to war Only numbered To count down the final score In the trenches A battle to begin And they're waiting To ride the wings again They're riding on the wings (the wings), the wings of destiny Riding on the wings (the wings), from so far below Riding on the wings (the wings), the wings of destiny Riding on the wings (the wings), that carry their souls Riding on the wings Riding on the wings Riding on the wings Oh, of destiny