There is an Eagle inside of me; a nest of divine prophecy.
Covering my eyes; so only my Spirit can see.
There is an Eagle in me.
Depths of vision only captivates me; hidden riches of divinity.
A fire that consumes all of me: refining my soul into immortality.
There is an Eagle in me of a Divine entity; that only Holy eyes can see.
The wind is my witness of the eye on me.
The ravens may vulture and surround me; but I wait patiently listening silently.
Soaring internally because eternity lives inside of me.
My eyes expand on the wings of liberty.
I am as free as he lets me be; more of him and less of me.
The Trinity defines my identity.
There’s an eagle inside of me.