Texty písní Cryptic Wintermoon

Cryptic Wintermoon

Down Below

51° north, 7° east

Within 2.5 hours we'll reach the aim at least

We started late in the afternoon from home

In order to put into effect the task assumed

Flying straight into the twilight high up in the air

Within the utter darkness we will be there

Carrying a load that will bring nothing but disease

By pressing only one button the bombs get released

We're approaching guided by motor noise

Left behind England and an inner voice

Tells us that maybe it's the last time that we see

Our land and our homes laying down there so silently

My heart is torn apart for no answer I can find

But Coventry and London still burn in my mind

I cannot comprehend but also never forget

What lunatic flight takes place in my head

Down below the rushing planes

Sleeps an unsuspecting land in peace

And while the miles get more and more

The unrest within increases like never before

Then finally straight ahead of us appeared

A silhouette shown by the moon so weird

In this clear night the target so easily to find

But not just them also we were in good sight

Upon command the deadly burden was thrown off

Into the houses crushed that explosive stuff

(Just tiny) twinkling lights down there tell us from

What in reality is a gigantic firestorm

Sieh hinunter dort wo sie wie Fackeln brennen

Schreiend durch die glühende Phosphorhölle rennen

Kellerwände tanzen schaurig I'm Splitterbombentakt

Asche Staub und Trümmer regnets zornig heraba