The Lockheed F-117 Nighthawk was a single-seat, twin-engine stealth ground-attack aircraft formerly operated by the United States Air Force (USAF). The F-117A's first flight was in 1981, and it achieved initial operating capability status in October 1983. The F-117A was "acknowledged" and revealed to the world in November 1988.
A product of Lockheed Skunk Works and a development of the Have Blue technology demonstrator, it became the first operational aircraft initially designed around stealth technology. The F-117A was widely publicized during the Persian Gulf War of 1991. It was commonly called the "Stealth Fighter" although it was a ground-attack aircraft, making its F-designation misleading.
The Air Force retired the F-117 on 22 April 2008, primarily because of the fielding of the F-22 Raptor and the impending introduction of the F-35 Lightning II. Sixty-four F-117s were built, 59 of which were production versions with five demonstrators/prototypes.
Is this what you expected
The day that you enlisted
To kill
And he's not afraid to blow you away
Flying, soaring, bombing
Bringing death to those innocent
Crash burn
My dad's an F16 pilot
Crash burn
Is this the price that the invaded must pay for our liberation
A fee of blood
Flying soaring bombing
Bringing death to those innocent
You take them
You force them to fight
What happens to the family
play nice
holy water wash away
the sins that tarnish me
unclean
'cause I'm a certified horrible dream
I'm everything
you'll ever need
I never wanna go running back
I've heard the lies
now I know the facts
I realized that I could fly today
with 80 days left out of 90
finally had enough of hell I hate your face
'cause there's no gold for second place
hello
I just called to hear you sigh
I know you wanna be
alone
'cause you're a certified horrible wreck
with fancy love marks on your neck
the thought of this is makin' me sick
how does it feel
to be an easy bitch?
I realized that I could fly today
with 80 left out of 90
finally
had enough of hell I hate your face
'cause there's no
gold for second place
(repeat)
Shot me In the arm
Making out of time
Come on and rape me like I’m bitch
Let’s fuck the night away without guilt
Remember what I said?
The best fun is coming in the end
It is so sweet
Treat you like this
I’d like to hear you when you’re in my bed
Sometimes when I kiss you
I really, I really wanna bite you
Bite you so fucking hard till you bleed
After a second taste blood on your lips
I can see you every time in my codeinic dream
Take strawberries on your chest
Everything I see in my head
Diagnosis has been verified...
Patient is not certifiably sane.
...Starting recreation process...
Softly
All of what you have ever been through
Will be erased by languidness
Why should someone hesitate
To give all his mind for salvation
They will refuse
To get a picture of my woes
Healthy but braindead I shall rest forever...
Would rather die
Then paying for
All the things I've never done
In the end there must be a way
Abrupt
All of what you have been aware of
Will come back to you as your distress
Why should someone hesitate
To give all his mind for sedation
When
All of what you have ever been through
Will be erased by languidness
Why should someone hesitate
To give all his mind for salvation
I'm getting weak
All the militancy is gone
Lust for convenience is absorbing me
I'm getting tired
Of what I
Have ever been
I'll live my life in vain
And turn away
Of all my odds
Abrupt
All of what you have been aware of
Will come back to you as your distress
Why should someone hesitate
To give all his mind for sedation
When
All of what you have ever been through
Will be erased by languidness
Why should some hesitate
To give all his mind for salvation
They will refuse
To get a picture of my woes
Healthy but braindead I shall rest forever...
Would rather die
Then paying for
All the things I've never done
In the end I will see a light
All have to reach
A certain point of hopelessness
To recognize how deeply we are lost
We'll have to change
Our selves
To break the chains of selfishness
In the end we are all strong enough
All have to keep
Our deepest consciousness
To not forget how independent we can be
Don't let your self
Be controlled for eternity
'Cause in the end we are all wise enough