Ballad of the Eagle

Four angels
On heavens mountain
Sitting in midair
They talk of a day
When man will care
And cupids arrow pierces the heart of every soul
Releasing the chains that mortality holds
And unleashing eternal light
Everywhere
Everytime
In every dimension and every plane
And how nothing will ever be the same

We will all shine like a laser diamond discoball
Never worry about anything at all
Unleashing the potential of the human brain
Every day will be placid lake shores
And forever will be youth
Free forever as the Truth

Four Angels
8000 trumpets
Singing the creation song
It’s golden in its intervals
And also in waves
Best tuned to a hertz of 432
Unless you want to play it for dogs
Or an eagle made of white blue fire
That rests on God’s shoulder
And has many friends
All with eternal ends
And births of space time
Let joy sing again

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