The Baron Lyrics

Out from the skies, out from the skies

Calling

A red tri plane from whose guns many have

Fallen

An Iron cross glinting from sun that's shining

Through

A hero bringing hope on his wings

There's so much doom

A fighter who's an ace respected

And so daring

80 victories confirmed

The Red Baron

Von Richtofen an enemy revered for what he brings

Honor buzzes about like his plane that's tri winged

A noble bloodline in the German Empire

He's a born leader he was born with this fire

So when disaster strikes and the world goes to war

Marching to war a new kind of war

He finds himself flying leading men to soar

In a new technology that they're learning as they go

A far cry from the trenches bogged down

In dirt and mud, blood and tears

The sky the clouds is where he dwells

Where if shot down you plummet spiral down back to hell

From the heavens hard to know who prevails

Shot down by the baron guns growling tell the tale

These planes scream and buzz flirt with death in the sky

Richtofen mastered chaos with what how he flies

Out from the skies, out from the skies

Calling

A red tri plane from whose guns many have

Fallen

Out from the skies, out from the skies

Calling

A red tri plane from whose guns many have

Fallen

A new century a new type of battle

In the sky's cavalry with wings they defy

All concepts of the things that soldiers know

Cause way up there caution in the wind that blows

Dogfights acrobatics The Baron's flying circus

A squadron he leads tactics precise like a surgeon

Writing the manual on air combat as they go

And miscalculation most likely ends in fire and smoke

A far cry from the trenches bogged down

In dirt and mud, blood and tears

The sky the clouds is where he dwells

Where if shot down you plummet spiral down back to hell

From the heavens hard to know who prevails

Shot down by the baron guns growling tell the tale

These planes scream and buzz flirt with death in the sky

Richtofen mastered chaos with what how he flies

Out from the skies, out from the skies

Calling

A red tri plane from whose guns many have

Fallen

Out from the skies, out from the skies

Calling

A red tri plane from whose guns many have

Fallen

Fallen

Age 25

Racking up kills in a short timespan

His rules absolute don't chase too long you'll get shot down

The final year of war so close the end

And one last mission then tell your tales to all your friends

But even the mighty will fall in the end

Richtofen gave chase the enemy eluded him

Over enemy lines lost and not very far

But he is shot down a single bullet through the heart

Buried with full military honors by his enemies

Because he's revered

The greatest fighter ace in a war that's the first

Use of this weapon but his tale will endear

Out from the skies, out from the skies

Calling

A red tri plane from whose guns many have

Fallen

An Iron cross glinting from sun that's shining

Through

A hero bringing hope on his wings

There's so much doom

A fighter who's an ace respected

And so daring

80 victories confirmed

The Red Baron

Von Richtofen an enemy revered for what he brings

Honor buzzes about like his plane that's tri winged

The Red Baron

The Red Baron

The Red Baron

The Red Baron

The Baron!