Lieutenant Cleo Francis Pineau was a World War I flying ace credited with six aerial victories. He later became an executive in the steel industry.
Pineau was the son of Thomas L. and Adele Gstalder Pineau. He was a restless youth, and dropped out of school in sixth grade. He was a motorcycle racer before World War I. He raced Flying Merkel and Indian Motorcycles, once defeating Barney Oldfield. He also rode in the "Globe of Death" motordrome as a vaudeville performer.
He joined the Royal Flying Corps in December 1917, and trained at the Curtis Aviation School in Buffalo, New York. He was assigned to 210 Squadron on 2 June 1918. Between 6 September and 8 October 1918, he used a Sopwith Camel to destroy four Fokker D.VIIs and drive down two others. Following his sixth win, he was shot down by a Fokker Triplane near Roulers and fell into captivity as a prisoner of war.
Pineau went back to motorcycle racing in the 1920s, winning many world motordrome records. Pineau did not leave aviation behind. He was instrumental in founding the Williamsport-Lycoming County Airport, and fostered it through his connections in the aviation community, including a friendship with Wiley Post.
(So much) hatred inside - so close to ignite.
But what you hate is a reflection. A reflection of the
love denied. And what you love is denial.
Denial (that) makes this love a lie. Afraid to escape -
to break your fate. Open this gate
before it's too late.
Take a look in the mirror. What you see is a broken
smile.
Caught in a world of false believes in a prison - where
all hope will die.
Ich bin der Dämon! Zeig' nicht mein Gesicht! Erkennst
Du mich? Erkennst Du mich nicht!?
Ich bin der Dämon! Durchbreche das Licht! Ich bin Du -
Du bist ich - Los wirst Du mich nicht!
Du wirst mich nicht los...
Now that I can see you - I let you go. Du wirst mich
nicht los!
Now that I can hear you - I let you go. Wir sind eins!
Ich sehe Dich - Ich erkenne mich!
Ich bin der Dämon! Zeig' nicht mein Gesicht! Erkennst
Du mich? Erkennst Du mich nicht!?
Ich bin der Dämon! Durchbreche das Licht! Ich bin Du -
Du bist ich - Los wirst Du mich nicht!
Du... mein Dämon! Ich erkenne Dich!
Du warst die Hoffnung, (Du) warst das Licht.
Du... mein Dämon! Ich erkenne Dich!
Ich zerstör' Dein R3Ich.