Mighty force flying in the sky It's the high kings private eye A black raven with a Gatling gun Death in its eyes as the rotor spun Shooting fire with a massive spread The walls are crumbling from the lead We go where bullets fly No time to say goodbye Run fast and aim for the skull Feel the wrath of Gatling gull Never given opportunity Bullets fly around brutally Initiate the counter-attack Raven flies up like a jumping jack Rockets launched and coming in my sight Crash around I won't lose this fight We go where bullets fly No time to say goodbye Run fast and aim for the skull Feel the wrath of Gatling gull