The eagle is up high His beak and claws are fierce and sharp And the last rays of sunlight Gently stroke the battlefield An exodus of many souls Floats to the other side They're taking leave of what will be A cage of lifeless flesh And thus the time of time has ended For the ones all gone They're drifting to a place unknown Shadows of the horizon There's some who fly up in the sky All freed in their rebirth Some chained once more by memories Pulled back towards the earth But still, like how the eagle does Some gaze upon their prey The ones who shall forever haunt No matter night or day For they shall fly up in the sky All freed in their rebirth Yet chained once more by memories And drawn towards the earth They're wandering through places An unknown source of fear Unaware of being not Yet always being near They're close to erstwhile loved ones They're close to enemies They float above the mortals And no one ever sees Peace of divine detachment For them it's not to know They're bound by blood of mortals 'Til it shall cease to flow The ghosts of restless warriors Their war will ever last The eagle flying up on high Afloat on winds of past Behold him as he flies He gazes down on tiny men The time of time one day will end And all shall fly forth then The eagle is up high His beak and claws are fierce and sharp And the last rays of sunlight Gently stroke the battlefield The eagle