To Remake The Young Flyer Lyrics

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 high men Number one, is that the one to send? To restore all the trial This and then the national pride of power
A question to the lunatic Does your day seem like night? Does your world go together?
Gallant men dash forth, he takes his place Echoes 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