| His own war | |
| It an aerial assault | |
| It's the war of the bird | |
| Strapped to his forearm | |
| Awaiting flight, | |
| He's blind as the night | |
| Set his mask free | |
| Piercing eyes point towards the sea | |
| A waiting white gull | |
| So swift in flight | |
| Flowing like the sea | |
| Shadowed by his wing spread | |
| As the bird takes to flight | |
| He is bound in ecstacy | |
| As the claws sink in deep | |
| He hears the bird start to scream | |
| As his life is taken from him | |
| Another trophy retrieved | |
| Warbird: Champion your King | |
| Warbird: Warriors on wings | |
| Warbird: Champion your King | |
| Warbird: Warriors on wings | |
| Sheltered eyes hide the deep blue sky | |
| Shackles hold the arching wings | |
| Until tomorrow imprisoned | |
| For tomorrow he will be free | |
| Taking time out to create | |
| His own war | |
| It an aerial assault | |
| It's the war of the bird | |
| Strapped to his forearm | |
| Awaiting flight | |
| He's blind as the night | |
| Set his mask free | |
| Piercing eyes point | |
| Towards the sea |