Lions roars, like large explosions.
With grand might and fear inducing expression.
Without sounding a single notion,
He causes them all to run.
Sunbathing, heating golden fur.
Other lions, they confer.
Overthrowing the king in current power.
Loyalty distorted, just as if been put under,
extreme temperature change.
Explosions sounding, the coup has begun.
Warmed metallic fur in every direction.
Blood drenched savanna, under sunlight.
The king stands upright.