Eagle Out of Egypt
Like an eagle out of Egypt...flying faster than the wind
Leaving many shackles, chains and cages
Leaving sorrow and sickness and a multitude of sins
How, where or when? He really doesn't know...and really doesn't care
He only wants his freedom
Destiny awaits...he takes that dare
Super charged and scared soon he's chased by 600 chariots
Those vultures full of vengeance they want him back where he belongs
They sing their songs...he does not listen
He's only heeding Heavens voice
With force and fury out of Perdition he flaps his wings toward Paradise
Now his body is getting tired so he harnesses his hate
His fears they give him fuel as his feathers turn to flames
Soon he's a sole survivor...family and friends to him are dead
They still bow before the men with whips...to their wickedest of whims
He can feel their scars and stains still salvation keeps him safe
A double dose can't devastate
A triple threat can't cause him terror
Many arrows shot right to his soul...still his father takes him further
Finally he turns around and sees a special sight
Something so supernatural a mortals mind could not describe
The vultures they all vanish...swallowed in a sea of red
Still he flaps his wings much harder so he won't break dance with the dead
Far from harm he hears a voice so warm and full of love
He sees a nest with no thorns and he makes that nest his home
That eagle out of Egypt is told one final thing...
"Never use your freedom in a foul way or you'll soon become a slave"
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2015
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