More than what meets the eye.
The eagle that soars and abides by the sky.
The Red-Tail Hawk sits on top of the nest.
The reason why God wanted to take a rest.
Screaming, "Holy, holy, holy," we fight with brain.
Seems so distant, looking through glass, that's stained.
The fame, I ignore, I trust with insight.
A Red Kingu that never turns down a fight.
A Pureblood by heart, I let the ones…
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