Battlelines

Late in 1937 I heard a call to arms A strong line of defense was needed Against the 109 New machines to track position New machines of war Defend our North Atlantic island Before they cross the wire Ready for the fight Holding the battle line With your blazing ammunition Got them in your sights Shadow from behind Waiting for a sign Give me victory or give me Death in the skies Then in 1987 the horsemen rode again Chemical and dust reactor Unleashed upon the land New machines of devastation New machines once more Mutually assured destruction... of us all Ready for the fight Holding the battle line With your blazing ammunition Got them in your sights Shelter underground Listen for the sound There is no victory only death from the skies