They want the most
The lions share
The fear, despair
The eagles stare
They led the lamb
Into the lions care
Formed as clouds
High in the air
The blood runs cold
The meat is rare
For what comes next
We’re unprepared
Raining blood
Red and cold
The king is fair
The lamb is bold
And there they sit
Like peas in pods
And the lamb still lives
Despite the odds