Gathering the Eagles

Fear in the eyes of the white dove
Wings clipped by the will to power
Cowers in it’s nest it watches (furtively)
Too scared to take flight
Forced to face futurity
Fury like fire on a desolate altar
Extinguish hope extinguish life
Hope stillborn astride a dark horse
Face to face with oblivion
Gathering (the eagles)
Those beyond fear
This bloodied dove confronts a world in denial
Hope and appeasement invite death
Words of comfort tranquilize
As blood red contrails streak the skies
The dove cries a last accord to the darkness
Eyes of hellfire sear the answer and intent
Freedoms ring fades as thunder rolls above
Hellish winds scatter embers and ash
The gasping dove now prays the eagles come
A holy alliance and it’s holy work
Fury like fire on a desolate altar
Hope and appeasement have brought death
Call down the thunder on jet-black wings
From the sun they descend battle dressed
Merciless beauty dripping red in claw
Ecstasy to seesee the conquered fall