Vanquishment - Dogfights (On the Horizon)

I climb inside my crate
Will fate bring me home
I'll claim victorious
Or dogs will eat my bones

Guns armed I fly towards death
Fear and anger guide my steed
The freezing air hones my hatred
Kill is the deed!

Bullets tear through fabric
My steed survived the spree
I spot my floating target
Duty and vengeance drives me

The hun balloon awaits my guns
My focus drives me on
My finger pulls the trigger
Hydrogen explodes!

The spotter jumps from the basket
His flesh carries him down
The silk retards his spiral
The flames engulf his frown

My escape draws the huns
I dive and turn away
Reading guns blasting at me
I dodge the lead fray

I duck into a cloud
My chest explodes ripping free
There is no stopping the drain
Death has found me!