The Hawk

  Call again, my friend, for the hawk of the night. See again,
 for justice is fading. Satan the friend of the government,
your leader suceeding. Justice is fading.

The hawk of the night, look to the night sky, he watches.
As the war which dooms the world creeps close,
the people cower from the beasts.

The countries stomp upon the weak, the evil have risen,
their numbers have grown. The cougar so leading the strong,
and the strong are winning.

Religion failed the weak, nobody came to save them,
yet the hawk watches them. The hawk keen to them,
and as the shots are fired he watches.

The cougar laughes as the weak fall, where, oh where,
where was their protector? Gone, as are they.
Yet, more weak ones exist, more faithful decieved.

The hawk swoops, as the cougar attacks,
and the evil ones begin their fall.
The evil fall to their death. The hawk their saviour.