25 September 2012
She stalks her prey, easing every closer
Her tail flicks from side to side Waiting to pounce
Her eyes watch steadily Amber saucers that never blink
Her tawny hide Is unseen in the golden grass
Steps that are silent A whisper in the wind
Muscles tensed she is ready The queen of the savanna
She will conquer the land Disarming the kings
Her roar will be heard As everything scatters away
Shall she show mercy It's the question that will soon be answered
Her name is the Dark Lioness A shadow among all
Dark Lioness • Opuss № I