Owl’s Battle Cry

(yeah,

listen)

Born from the crown,

fully armed for the fight

No mother's womb, just a flash of gold light

Glaucopis eyes seeing through the dark night With the aegis of dread,

making empires take flight

Athena, weave the thread of the wise From the Parthenon walls to

the violet skies Olive branch in her hand,

but the spear never lies (she stands high)

She outsmarted Ares on the blood-soaked plain While Poseidon brought salt,

she brought life to the grain With the owl on her shoulder,

she filters the pain In the city of marble,

her justice remains

From the forge of Hephaestus,

the intellect reigns

No brute force can break

what her wisdom sustains (yeah,

she reigns)

Athena, weave the thread of the wise

From the Parthenon walls to the violet skies Olive branch in her

hand, but the spear never lies

(she stands high)

Glaucopis...

watching over the land

With the spear in her hand...