Red Baron from Warfare 20.2.1 by Verderf

A noble commanding officer on the front
His tasks always being unfair
The enemies of his country he wants to hunt
Spying and killing in the air

Assigning the pilot on to his red plane
The engine making a heavy roar
Training not meant to be in vain
Now flying straight into the great war

Collecting cheese and eggs was not his goal
The man's purpose is victory in this hell hole

Never being shot during the chase
Not one battle he has withdrawn
He is the world's best flying ace
All shall fear the mighty Red Baron

Victory over victory in his red albatross
Gaining command over his flying fleet
In the sky he will always get across
No reason good enough to retreat

Over eighty pure victories he claims
Being target of another pilot's gun
The red aircraft went down in flames
Ending his life on April twenty-one

Collecting cheese and eggs was not his goal
The man's purpose is victory in this hell hole

Never being shot during the chase
Not one battle he has withdrawn
He is the world's best flying ace
All shall fear the mighty Red Baron

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