As an angelic trait, a glorious endeavor
But like anything, in war, flight is a tool
The dragons bearing a Black Cross attack
From on high, this danger kills the innocent
Unleashing their bombs on buildings, people
The forces of the Black Cross are challenged
For the Empire of Great Britain will fight
The Empire's Spitfires take on the agile Emils
As Hawker Hurricanes rise to meet dragons
This is an unequal fight, courage is needed
To hunt Black Cross dragons, be fearless
Sooner or later the brave ones may fall
But until they do or Great Britain fails
The Hawks fly to the heights to answer
In focused flights to forestall disaster
