“For My Spec Op’s brothers”

He's as quiet as an eagle in flight
Silent and deadly a hunter of the night
Quick and effective precise and exact
His best defense is an offensive attack

He's fast on his feet slow in his breath
He's the perfect killer, when it comes to death
There's no where to hide no where to run
It will all be over before night is done

Trained to kill born to survive
He's the deadliest assassin alive
Not a sound as he stalks his prey
If you think twice, it's your last day

Dressed in black like the color of night
He's ever ready to die in the fight
Failure has no place in his mind
Mercy and kindness you will not find

With nerves of steel and a heart of stone
He can kill you with his hands alone
Pray to your god or grovel for pity
It doesn't matter in the streets of the city

His eyes tell the story of 100 years
In an instant he'll know all your fears
Take a good look for it's the last thing you'll see
The eyes of the Eagle that long to be free

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