From the recording Tempest
Lyrics
The eagle screams
With the rising sun
I hear her whisper
I hear her call
The know she's coming
I believe them all
The air thickens with humidity's sweat
The scent of her, so distant but yet
Long shadows are cast, a greeting that looms
Foreboding, Inevitable, indiscriminate doom
A flash of light reveals her power
her hoarse voice, a sign of her anger
Marvel at her beauty
both in darkness and in light
Marvel at her fury, her power her might
A distant rumble as she clears her throat
She eclipses the sun
She blocks out the stars
The moon fades away in her shadow
Nothing can compare to her majestic beauty
no one can avoid her touch tonight