The morning came like a newborn son
Some of them wished it had never come
Boys, not men, the chosen few
To die with honour was all they knew
Families and friends
Waved their last goodbyes
As the bright morning sun
Hid them from their eyes
Only the sound of engines droned
Flying overhead
On their missions doomed
Each one a weapon and an unknown hero
Lying in wait on their countdown to zero
Each one a weapon and an unknown hero
Lying in wait on their countdown to zero
Somewhere in the mist on that far horizon
Too far from home, only one destination
Smoke and flames as the first one strikes
Complete surprise as they wake from the night
Waves rushing in more than ten feet high
Zeros of death drop down from the sky
Each one a weapon and an unknown hero
Lying in wait on their countdown to zero
Each one a weapon and an unknown hero
Lying in wait on their countdown to zero
To return meant death by the owner's hand
To have failed in disgrace at the emperor's command
Standing proud in the shadow
(Standing proud in the shadow)
Of that rising sun
(The ghost of those heroes)
The ghost of those heroes
(The ghost of those heroes)
The ghost of those heroes
(The ghost of those heroes)
The ghost of those heroes
(The ghost of those heroes)
A complete unknown
Each one a weapon and an unknown hero
Lying in wait on their countdown to zero
Each one a weapon and an unknown hero
Lying in wait on their countdown to zero
Lying in wait on the countdown to zero