| Man and machine and nothing there in between
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| A flying circus and a man from Prussia
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| The sky and a plane, this man commands his domain
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| The western front and all the way to Russia
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| Death from above, you're under fire
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| Stained red as blood, he's roaming higher
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| Born a soldier from the horseback to the skies
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| That's where the legend will arise
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| And he's flying
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| Higher, the king of the sky
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| He's flying too fast and he's flying to high
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| Higher, an eye for an eye
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| The legend will never die
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| First to the scene he is a lethal machine
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| It's bloody April and the tide is turning
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| Fire at will it is the thrill of the kill
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| Four in a day shot down with engines burning
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| Embrace the fame, red squadron leader
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| Call out his name, Rote Kampffieger
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| In the game to win, a gambler rolls the dice
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| Eighty allies paid the price
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| And he's flying
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| Higher, the king of the sky
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| He's flying too fast and he's flying to high
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| Higher, an eye for an eye
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| The legend will never die
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| Higher
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| Higher, the king of the sky
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| He's flying too fast and he's flying to high
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| Higher, an eye for an eye
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| The legend will never die
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| Higher
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| Born a soldier from the horseback to the skies
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| And the legend never dies
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| And he's flying
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| And he's flying
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| And he's flying
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| Higher
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| Higher, the king of the sky
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| He's flying too fast and he's flying too high
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| Higher, an eye for an eye
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| The legend will never die
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| Higher
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| Higher, the king of the sky
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| He's flying too fast and he's flying too high
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| Higher, an eye for an eye
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| The legend will never die |