Wings of Defeat
Sold as Desoxyn or Philopon
Conveniently misplacing humanity with a needle
Nations tweak and twitch
And itch and scratch as they fight Great Wars
Conveniently misplacing humanity with a needle
“He did his duty, we were doing our duty.” Takehiko Ena
And itch and scratch as they fight Great Wars
The last ditch effort of gods and heroes
“He did his duty, we were doing our duty.” Takehiko Ena
4,000 fighter pilots drafted; when they left school
They were the last ditch effort of gods and heroes
And didn’t even know how to fly in formation
4,000 fighter pilots drafted, choice drops of poison in an American vein
“I love Japan, but that Emperor, that Emperor...
Didn’t even know how to fly in formation
“...because of that Emperor, we pilots were tormented and all these men had to die.”
“I love Japan, but...
Factory workers, soldiers, and Kamikaze tokkōtai
“...we pilots were tormented and all these men had to die.”
Machinery powered by Shabu, they bloodily dive bombed
Factory workers, soldiers, and Kamikaze tokkōtai
“If only he’d said, ‘Enough, I’ll take the blame’
Machinery powered by Shabu
“...six months earlier...tens of thousands of lives would have been saved, right?”
“If only he’d said, ‘Enough, I’ll take the blame’
To repair a war torn world weary of neighbors north and east
“...six months earlier...tens of thousands of lives would have been saved, right?”
Escaping despair required a miracle—Sold as Desoxyn or Philopon
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