Taking time out to create

His own war

It an aerial assault

It's the war of the bird

Strapped to his forearm

Awaiting flight,

He's blind as the night

Set his mask free

Piercing eyes point towards the sea



A waiting white gull

So swift in flight

Flowing like the sea

Shadowed by his wing spread

As the bird takes to flight

He is bound in ecstacy



As the claws sink in deep

He hears the bird start to scream

As his life is taken from him

Another trophy retrieved



Warbird Champion your King

Warriors on wings

Warbird Champion your King

Warriors on wings



Sheltered eyes hide the deep blue sky

Shackles hold the arching wings

Until tomorrow imprisoned

For tomorrow he will be free



Taking time out to create

His own war

It an aerial assault

It's the war of the bird

Strapped to his forearm

Awaiting flight

He's blind as the night

Set his mask free

Piercing eyes point

Towards the sea