Heroes are made they're not born
to a clear code of honor they've sworn
his conscience is clean, his heart strong

they wove his brave stories in song
and we sang along


Heroes are made they're not born
to a clear code of honor they've sworn
his conscience is clean, his heart strong

doing no wrong

The flags are burning, the bombs raining down

Brimstone and fire below
the angels are crying with a sad mournful sound
it's down to the wire I know


With pistol and armor and sword
he fought all his battles and wars

they wove his brave stories in song
and we sang along


The flags are burning, the bombs raining down
Brimstone and fire below
the angels are crying with a sad mournful sound

it's down to the wire I know