Flieger
Above the stars
And above the moon
We initiate
We will be there soon
Flieger
Screamers come and screamers go
Little scythes cut the air
As above so below
Flieger
Cruising altitude
Here we come
Scoring from behind
Out of the black sun
Cruising out of tune
Here we come
Shooting from behind
Into the black sun
Flieger
Hearts we never feel
Like calming down
We're high above
Our hallowed ground
Flieger
Flieger
Nichts ist verboten