Lion
Lion
The eyes gleam in the sun
The razor claws catch the sun
The golden mane raps around the soft fiery fur
I am king of the savanna
The hot sand rashes over my skin
My gleaming eyes torture your soul
Lion
The eyes gleam in the sun
The razor claws catch the sun
The golden mane raps around the soft fiery fur
I am king of the savanna
The hot sand rashes over my skin
My gleaming eyes torture your soul
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