Slaughtered Lions

Watch the lion get slaughtered by the lamb

The lamb regrets, Its life forever damned

Blood drips down the mane, the eyes start to fade

Fading out on the last image of the monsters they made

Sadnesses wells up, drowning the throat in the heart

The lamb watches its creation, its evil art

The blood drips down the mane pouring onto the floor

Sadness wells up in the throat and stifles a roar