I used to know that girl from heaven
She'd seen the Sun Goddess in person
And talked to those of whose existence
We didn't know a thing at all

With her I used to travel far to the Neverland
In times when nothing seemed to brighten
And Grief restored to its throne again
And drowsiness chained soul and mind

I used to know that girl from heaven
She said I shouldn't fully trust him
Coz all the men are weak and stubborn
And wise enough only to shitmouth

All them infantile scaremongers

So I got used to traveling far to the Neverland
In times when nothing seemed to brighten
And Grief restored to its throne again
And drowsiness chained soul and mind

That girl was a shout in silence
I wonder how she's doing ever since

A vast heath
Welcoming the first shaft of sunlight
The mighty cliffs
Drown in the orange sea of down

I was called The Eagle
The Eagle of this heath
I was called The Evil
The Evil broken free

Exiled by my own tribe,
Condemned without a cell
My witness be the daystar
Now I'm here to meet my end

Been dragged through such a mire
Got my feathers covered in dirt
Just like their spiteful tongues desired
Was cast to scratch under the death's door

They used to call me The Eagle
The Eagle of this heath
Now they're calling me The Evil
The Evil broken free