To remake the young flyer
Yes, we must define his high desire
Stand erect and not detect
The anythings that we could not admire
From a long line of highmen
Number one, is that the one to send?
To restore all the trial
This and then the national pride, so proud
A question to the lunatic
Does your day seem like night?
Does your world go to heaven?
Gallant men dash forth
He takes his place
He ends the laughter of the slaughter daughters
Takes his softness from his hand and goes
To remake the young flyer
Yes, we must define his high desire
Writer(s): Tobin Sprout
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