Lion, Lion,
in your thought
the dreadful day when you were caught
when open plains were your domain
your kingdom now lies in a cage.
Lion, Lion,
with stolen strut
a distant memory the thrill of hunt
a concrete slab is now your bed.
you hunt no longer
and wait to be fed.
Lion, Lion,
Lying still
your raging fire starts to dim
with breathing shallow and pride ensared
his peircing gaze now glassy stare
Lion, Lion,
fire gone
how dare they steal a Lion's throne
please, King Lion
Remember back
once King of Beasts
now docile cat
Lion, Lion,
there you sleep
your roar is mute
your prescence meek
an icy tear rolled off my cheek
the day a Lion
became a sheep