Man and machine and nothing there in between

A flying circus and a man from prussia

The sky and a plane, this man commands his domain

The western front and all the way to russia.

Death from above, you're under fire

Stained red as blood, he's roaming higher.

Born a soldier from the horseback to the skies

That's where the legend will arise.

And he's flying.

Higher, the king of the sky

He's flying too fast and he's flying too high

Higher, an eye for an eye

The legend will never die.

First to the scene he is a lethal machine

It's bloody april and the tide is turning

Fire at will it is the thrill of the kill

Four in a day shot down with engines burning.

Embrace the fame, red squadron leader

Call out his name, rote kampfflieger.

In the game to win, a gambler rolls the dice

Eighty allies paid the price.

And he's flying.

Higher, the king of the sky

He's flying too fast and he's flying to high

Higher, an eye for an eye

The legend will never die.

Higher

Higher, the king of the sky

He's flying too fast and he's flying too high

He's flying higher, an eye for an eye

The legend will never die.

Higher...

Born a soldier from the horseback to the skies

And the legend never dies.

And he's flying

And he's flying

And he's flying.

Higher, the king of the sky

He's flying too fast and he's flying too high

Higher, an eye for an eye

The legend will never die.

Higher, the king of the sky

He's flying too fast and he's flying too high

Higher, an eye for an eye

The legend will never die.