Early Man War Eagle
I am an eagle made of steel
A spawn of evil i am real
I cannot think i cannot feel
I an an eagle made of steel
Silver bullets cannot pierce my skin
I am not afraid of mortal men
Bring them on bring them on
I am cruising at the speed of light
I'm hunting for your soul tonight
You're in the crosshairs of my eyes
Turning mankind's masses into clay
Crushing all opponents in my way
I'm soaring high above the land
Programmed to kill you on command
My eyes shoot laser beams at will
They're dialed in and set to kill
There is no truce here is the deal
I am an eagle made of steel
Man-made weapons will not slow me down
Because my wings will never touch the ground
