Bruce Dickinson

Blood brothers of angels, now hear us
We earthbound your offspring, don't fear us
God willing will rise up be near you
So open your arms now and take us
So we beleaving our dreams like the Icarus of old
The plans we made for the bold and the blue wide beyond
Theres nowhere to hide, there's no going back now
As the wind wips over the hillside
Twenty knots over Kill Devil Hill
Steady wind blows over the sand
Twenty knots over Kill Devil Hill
As the breezed went straight as an arrow
It begun over Kill Devil Hill
Gasoline and the wind in the wires
Kill Devil Hill and the way to the sky