Falcon In The Dive

Comb the city, every street, every grate
 You put a guard at every gate
 Drag him out, shout the moment that you find him
 Damn!
 Knock in the doors, lock up the city
 Track him down through this town
 And be quick about it, now
 How the devil can I ever prevail when I'm only a man?
 I can never be duped by that scurrilous phantom again
 
 I wasn't born to walk on water
 I wasn't born to sack and slaughter
 But on my soul, I wasn't born to stoop to scorn and knuckle under
 A man can learn to steal some thunder
 A man can learn to work some wonder
 But when the gauntlet's down, it's time to rise and climb the sky
 And soon the moon will smoulder, and the winds will drive
 Yes, a man grows older, but his soul remains alive
 All those tremulous stars still glitter, and I will survive
 Let my heart grow colder and as bitter as a falcon in the dive
 There was a dream, a dying ember
 There was a dream I don't remember
 But I will resurrect that dream though rivers stream and hills grow steeper
 For here in Hell where life gets cheaper
 Oh, here in Hell, the blood runs deeper
 And when the final duel is near, I'll lift my spear and fly
 Piercing into the sky and higher, and the strong will thrive
 Yes, the weak will cower while the fittest will survive
 If we wait for the darkest hour 'til we spring alive
 Then with claws of fire, we devour like a falcon in the dive
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 These are the days, yes, days of glory, days of rage and the dream
 And the dream of Paris preys on my bones
 Gnawing night and day and clawing through my brain, and no, never kneel
 Never bend! Rend him to bits, bite! Now, the beauty of the fight
 I'm not a man to hunger for blood, but the spirit can cry to be younger and fiercer and fly
 Piercing into the sky and higher, and the strong will thrive
 Yes, the weak will cower while the fittest will survive
 If we wait for the darkest hour 'til we spring alive
 Then with claws of fire, we devour like a falcon in the dive