The morning sun gazes upon the earthly world
A world called home, a giant's keep
In that keep, A giant curls
This is where he sleeps

When he wakes
The keep rolls with thunder
Of the giant’s mighty song
Boasting the words, “ I am almighty, I am never wrong!”

when the suns dying light passes over the horizon
Gazing at The scintillation in the sky
  The shimmers bawl
You may be giant but, you relatively small

In the morning, the giant wakes
Thinking to himself “I am truly great’
“I am a king,  I rule over all”
the stars would say, but compared to us you are relatively  small

“We are royal of our earthly world, you can’t take that away”
Again the stars would say
“compared to us you are relatively small”