Sadistic eyelids hold open the views of a new world order
But yet Saints and sinnners walk the streets hand in hand
The diabolical masquerading Judas's preach of things of greed
And watch the Satin King fall farther down from his crown
In July the Joker pulls his trick of illussion and mystique
Only to be brought before the judge for foul and evil trickery.
Sentenced to die by strangulation the Satin King begins to cry
And watch his empire crumble beneath the boot of domestic invaders
On the day of night when the sun is bright
The mighty Eagle doth take his glorious flight
For his wings touch the ends of the mighty empire
His vigilant eyes so old and weary never tire
But strike him down and he shall rise up from the ashes
A creature of rage and hatred of revenge and justice
Flying through the burning skies of ash and decay
For he shall not rest until Justice comes that day
She stood awatch the glorious blue glass
Not ever budging when mighty barges pass
She stood so proud and noble upon her stand
A sign of strength across this demolished land
But she threw the torch down that day of darkened sky
And drew the sword with her mighty battle cry
Joined by her brother the man of freedom
They rose up and brought their children out
And they made that mighty battle shout
Across this land and theirs, the terror was heard
Some they rest, some still fight all in the name of one word.