The Lion's Roar - Cynic

Bury the bells

Between two mountains

The big trees on the other side

With illuminated leaves shout

I can say nothing

You’ve been uprooted

It’s time to take another road

I will

Kiss the mouth of reality’s face

I will

Annihilate my hiding place

I will

Fade into the rising smoke

I hear the lion’s roar

Animals are something invented by plants

To move seeds around

An extremely yang solution

To a peculiar problem

Which they faced

Now I must take their medicine

I will

Sharpen the stone on the angel’s tongue

And wield

A blow to unreality’s front

Illusions

Flow out from this mortal wound

As I wake to the sound of the lion’s roar

And from your throat

You sing to me your secrets

A proclamation

That everything, everything is workable

No resistance

A pathway to the heart

In you I know

How I am born

I hear the lion’s roar