Birds of prey are soaring higher
Desperation has turned the eagles
You preen your ruffled feathers
Allured by gold and silver
They'll never make it through
And emptied every chalice
From the brim to the dregs
You'll plummet from your mountain
You'll descend, you will fail
So you thought you could break my back
Did you think you could make me crack
You're facing a steep hill that cannot be climbed