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    "Eagle" Lyrics

    Nikolo Kotzev

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    Before the war comes
    The wall will fall
    The Great one to death
    To sudden and lamented
    Born imperfect
    The greater part
    The guards will swim in blood
    Down by the river bed
    The King will lose his head

    Out of the bloodied soil of France
    Will grow a most flamboyant tree
    From a different branch grafted
    At the throne of liberty

    In fully bloom with it's banner
    And manners
    Across the river of Rhine
    The code of one with a heart of stone
    See how his standards shine
    One of three sisters of fate
    Will cost his empire dearly
    He was found less prince than a butcher
    Even among his friends
    The eagle, who's power will rise
    Is a devil in disguise
    A mean killing machine
    Lost in a Caesar's dream

    Power, be his passion
    Till death do them apart
    Showing no compassion
    The new Chalemagne

    (No compassion, he's got a troubled heart)
    He'll be running a race against humanity
    But the World must set a frame to his insanity

    "The Eagle drifting in her cloud of flags
    By other birds of pray
    Soon to be chased away
    And from the land so waste
    Through winter cold shall be a drag
    The scorched earth policy
    Will fail his luck, you see"

    Pay Nay Loron, more of fire than the blood
    To be grilled on a barbecue
    An iron duke from across the sea
    His crown to spear at Waterloo
    The golden bee will not sting
    With no scepter left to swing
    His first violin will lose
    Another fiddlers string

    Power, be his passion
    Till death do them apart
    Given no compassion
    The new Chalemagne

    (No compassion, he's got a troubled heart)
    He's larger than life he has a taste for infinity
    But the World must set a frame to his insanity
    He is a chess master, who's opponent happens
    To be the rest of humanity

    A man like me has little regard
    For the death of a million men
    Shall I be blamed for my ambition?

    I felt in his soul cold steel
    I felt in his mind a deep irony

    A man ought to fulfill his destinies
    This is my grand doctrine
    So, let mine also be accomplished

    Power, he loves the feeling
    No emotion of heart could ever reach
    His frozen soul

    Power, be his passion
    Till death do them apart
    Given no compassion

    And his name is Bonaparte
    His name is Bonaparte
    This song was submitted on December 4th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Goeran Edman, Nikolo Kotzev.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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