Old Lion King

(Intro Male Roar Roar)
(Verse 1)
He rose where the red dust crowned the dawn,
A golden blaze with the wild drawn on,
His roar split valleys, bent the air,
No beast alive would dare compare.
Claws like judgment, eyes like flame,
Every rival knew his reign,
He wore the crown like it was fate,
Untouched, unchallenged, consecrate.
(Pre-Chorus)
Every scar a story carved in bone,
Every throne he claimed his own—
(Chorus)
Roar of a king who carved through thunder,
Breaker of the backs that stood him under,
He was the force no chain could ever bring—
All bow down to the Old Lion King!
(Verse 2)
Seasons turned but he stood still,
A monument of iron will,
But time crept in with silent teeth,
And whispered truths he’d never believe.
His stride grew slow, his breath ran thin,
The fire dimmed beneath his skin,
Yet in his chest that echo stayed—
A ghost of wars that he once made.
(Solo Heavy Guitar) 
(Pre-Chorus)
But the young blood circles in the night,
Eyes like knives, they crave the fight—
(Chorus)
Roar of a king who carved through thunder,
Breaker of the backs that stood him under,
He was the force no chain could ever bring—
All bow down to the Old Lion King!
(Verse 3)
It came at dusk without a sound,
A sharper roar, a deeper pound,
The young one struck with ruthless grace,
And time itself erased his place.
Claw met crown and crown was torn,
A reign undone, a legend worn,
The earth bore witness, cold and still—
The fall of something iron-willed.
(Pre-Chorus)
No mercy in the rising sun,
The age of one… replaced by one—
(Chorus)
Roar of a king who carved through thunder,
Breaker of the backs that stood him under,
He was the force no chain could ever bring—
All bow down to the Old Lion King!
(Bridge – slow, emotional)
Exiled to the edge of what was his,
He watched the kingdom that he’d miss,
Each sunset carved into his chest,
A fading god denied his rest.
No voices now, no war to wage,
Just hollow winds and quiet rage,
The crown he bore now dust and sand—
Slipping softly from his hand.
(Final Chorus – powerful, tragic)
Roar of a king who carved through thunder,
Breaker of the backs that stood him under,
He was the force no chain could ever bring—
All bow down to the Old Lion King!
(Outro – fading, somber)
Beneath a world that would not weep,
The fallen king lay down to sleep,
No pride beside him, none to sing—
Just tears… of the Old Lion King.

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