Flying in the sky
coming down on you
Like a Hawk on its pray
ging to devour you
It's the dead ace
coming and shooting you
he's the baron of the sky
and he has an eye on you
you better fight
high in the sky
with the shells flying by
get the baron before he gets you
you see him once
in the clouds
then you die
in the lead rain
of his plain
as you fly
you watch the sky
as the bullets wizz by
you can only sit and die
for his curse it to haunt the sky
kill his pray
in the spray of lead
that sends them to home
in the ground they go
that is the leagand of the sky
for the dead ace can't die