[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.] Sound of merlins fired up and their spoiling for the fight 1000 bombers ready, it's the target for tonight Deeper into Germany, but we all know the score I know that I'm not coming back like those that did before Now the flare gun fires and we get the go Say goodbye to the earth below [CHORUS:] Tonight, on silver wings I am soaring through the mountains of the moon on silver wings Flying where no angels fly I have brought these engines to the very jaws of hell Melat hearts are beating through this hail of shot and shell Terror from the skies where the angels fear to tread Nothing in my eyes, I am the living dead Now the searchlight blinding us with its light Can't shake this one off tonight [REPEAT CHORUS] [SOLO] The sky is bleeding gasoline and fuel is running low Tanks are blown to pieces soon the wing is going to go All the crew have bailed out over Essen long ago But every night since 45 this bomber boy has staeyd alive I can't believe she's still in the sky Me and my merlins fly [REPEAT CHORUS] on silver wings I am soaring through the mountains of the moon on silver wings I can touch the face of God