Of an eagle we have been told
That eagle is tainted with gold
He stands high upon a mountain
In the light but blood and shadows surround him
He watches upon a great nation
Frowned for years of antagonization
His children all covered in blood
While kings fell straight to the mud
Those kings loved their dear power
They enjoyed chaos in any hour
Beside their everyday death-shower
For innocence is easy to devour
The light starts to get shallow
The eagle's now in blood and shadows
He frowns now upon the young
If only the sphinx had a tongue
He'd tell us how this land was
And let us watch what greed does
The children of the eagle mustn't break
The children of the eagle must awake
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