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 |