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Lion

Little lamb become a lion,

 

So you can conquer all,

 

Little lamb, it's time to roar,

 

ROAR the hinges off that door!

 

 

Roar until you feel alive,

 

And your soul becomes a burning light,

 

Shake out your mane, throw back your head,

 

Emit what you're keeping locked inside.

 

 

Your soul is playing hunger artist,

 

Except without his audience,

 

Replace it with a vibrant tiger,

 

Break free from cages that you've built.

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shea-golden
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Jul 6, 2010
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