THE LION
A lion doen't sleep all night long,
it waits for the dawn
and it's patience shows to be the sun.
A lion is not just the king...
it's the servant, the watter crossing the lowlands,
jumpping throught the fields and the mountais.
His eyes sometimes blind the victim,
the sun does't forgive a mistake,
the wet rain cold his skin,
the snow disapears in his warm.
He is the fire to burn our toughts,
to warm us in the cold night.
He is the Earth to eat our meat,
to feed our dispair.
He is the running endless watter
burning the inocense in our veins.
The beating heart of the sea
trying to save himself.
When a Lion wakes up in the north
another Lion wakes up in the south.
ERF.
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