From the depths of the fiery sea The snakes are drawn to shore In the light they can be seen And so trouble looms above With air control and quick descent They feel the prey and sense their scent Of serpant fear as they near the shore A choice that they must endure This war of snake and birds of prey Have waited for this final day Where this war of attrition, the serpants are finally beaten, taken & flown to oblivion A weird connection that's never been seen The eggs of the birds give the serpants their golden skin