Cynic - The Lion's Roar

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 tone 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
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