THE LIONS DEATHA king standing firm his,
love at his side, creation in his hand
Evil is invading his land.
He feels the blade of a sword in his side
he turns to his castle "no beloved!" he cries
Her body her spirit it hangs by a thread
a sword in her heart her runs to her side
To the ground he collapses his life is draining
His love in his arms holding her close he looks
to the stars. "My son will live on!" he cries in the night
"Take my sword" he says to Baron the bearer of light.
His last breath he breaths destruction on his lips.
"Evil failed once again" is his last thought he thinks
It died in the chains of pure light of the sword
The lion has survived it will bring the light.
Evil again will come into this land.
The lion will be there his sword in his hand
when all else has failed he will fight on his
parents will give him the will to live on
When the battle is over his parents he’ll see
his eyes filled with tears and tears streaming
down his cheeks.
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