[Intro] Hear the wings? That’s not weather [Verse 1] Every morning the shadow returned Precise as law, as if vengeance had learned The air would tense before it cut through blue And the mountain knew what the mountain knew Talons like verdicts, beak like a blade A ritual of ruin expertly played It fed on the place where life gets made A cruel little joke in the punishment laid Because the liver heals, because the wound restores So pain gets a hallway with revolving doors This was no strike in a moment of wrath This was design, repeated math [Pre-Hook] But even repeated hurt has a flaw It teaches the sufferer what they can outlast [Hook] Circle down, eagle appetite Come for the day, I’ll survive the night Take what you came for, do what you came to do Morning’s a hunter, but evening renews Circle down, eagle appetite You make your mark, but you don’t own my life You can feast on the flesh, never touch the why That’s the part of me you can’t bite [Verse 2] Pain can make some people bow Pain can also sharpen a vow Each return carved a clearer view Of what power does when it’s scared of truth Not just to me, but in every age When the bold get put in a public cage A warning poster for the rest to read “Stay in your lane, don’t challenge greed” But there’s always one thing the cruel miss Witnesses learn from surviving this They watch what breaks and what remains And they carry the map through their own hard days So every strike of that golden wing Taught the earth below endurance in a ring [Bridge] Eat your fill, I know the score You are the weapon, not the war And tools of fear, however grand Still rust against a faithful stand [Hook] Circle down, eagle appetite Come for the day, I’ll survive the night Take what you came for, do what you came to do Morning’s a hunter, but evening renews Circle down, eagle appetite You make your mark, but you don’t own my life You can feast on the flesh, never touch the why That’s the part of me you can’t bite [Outro] The body remembers pain The soul remembers purpose
