The lightning war began, fought to the last knight
In a beginning of easy kills and static victories
Black Cross flying warriors were ascendant
Both sides fought with absolutely no relent
For a time the Red Star entered savage misery
But they soon recovered, and rose upon high
Many brave men on both sides of the fight
Died in combat, crashed to earth, broken flight
And the duels fought were etched in memory
Leaving no room for false histories
For the people bore the marks of the legacies
