An eagle flies malleable through the valley A dust of wind tastes light his wings Wired noises were coming though the darkness Anything mysterious surrounds the landscape It seams that this landscape is untouched No affect adversely by the human race All life in this area seams died out Even no cries of animals can be heared It seams…… Just one creature flies through the valley It is the eagle who is searching his way He's flying over hills and mountains He's flying into the light of the black moon It seams…..