Текст песни Slaver's Bane (feat. Nar'thaal) - Dimi Kaye

Back on my feet again there is no time to lose
Jessie's got a leaking fuel tank, I'm almost flying on fumes
There's writing on the map
A trace of gasoline
A sliver of faint hope
Setting course again - hanging by a thread
What perils lie ahead - engine 2 is dead
Brace for impact!
Another jagged landing, came out a bloody mess
Scaling the rusty heaps of yesteryears' excess
I'm scavenging for parts
These hangars are untouched
A treasure trove of scrap
A shape had caught my eye
A familiar outline
Two planes, one pilot
The twin tailed devil
Wielding lightning, I soar through the skies
Fighting
Inhuman warlords on the earth and in the clouds
Strafing with my guns and cannon's roaring fire
Bringing terror on their kind
Shedding the blood of wasteland scum
They call me Slaver's Bane
Banding together now with minds set towards a goal
We will not turn to beasts, the future now unfolds
Setting off once more
To reclaim our legacy
Of wisdom and of hope
From the yoke of tyranny
Strike with anger strike with haste
Encircle and annihilate
All remnants of our troubled past
To make way for peace at last
As fast as lightning, I soar through the skies
Attacking
Providing cover for my comrades down below
Strongpoint in my sights, the guns are spitting fire
Flak gunners zero in on me
How long can I hope to stay alive?
They call me Slaver's Bane