Apocalypse Phoenix Rising

Far across the hills a city’s burning
Burning with the foolishness of man
For a million years he’s waged his hatred
Until today, when hate got out of hand
And in that place where man poured forth his fury,
Within that once great city’s funeral pyre,
An image forms that slowly becomes matter
A golden crested eagle laced with fire
Oh, phoenix rising
Rising from the ashes of our graves
Oh, phoenix rising
Called by death and born to live again
A billion faces stare aloft in wonder
As if they can’t believe she’s really there,
An ‘echo screech’ announces her arrival
She spreads her wings and takes unto to the air
Onward now to reach the city limits
Where the scars of hell don’t run too deep
Searching for a sign of life below her
Finding only silent empty streets
Oh, phoenix rising
Rising from the ashes of our graves
Oh, phoenix rising
Called by death and born to live again
Ever on and out into the country
The barren wastelands still remain as such;
Not a single tree or bush is standing
All reduced to post atomic dust
Far into the starry night she travels
Heading for the Pole Star straight ahead
Home to find some peace amongst her people
Home to tell that life on Earth is dead
Oh, phoenix rising
Rising from the ashes of our graves
Oh, phoenix rising
Called from death and born to live again
Called from death and born to live again
Far across the hills a city’s burning...