What caused the d**h of the mighty lion? I don't hear him roar, whats the reason for? What caused the d**h of the mighty lion? Once he hits the floor, there will be no more. The Lions dying and he trying to graps for the air It's no longer there, and it seems like no body cares He fumbles and stumbles he tripping he up and he down It's a miracle if he doesn't return to the ground He's hit a bump or it seems more like he's stuck They wont help him up so it seems like he lost their trust The harvest will come but by then he'll return to the dust Most look pleased with the d**h, but that just spells misfortune for us The one hope for the world is now dead and he's gone We've made some clones, but none with a roar that'll frighten your bones He's wearing a muzzle, no longer the king of the jungle The cowards have k**ed him; they've taken his roar and his rumble They're few that will cry with fear that extinction will rise Apart from their pride they just want to lay down and die We cheered for his d**h, as if the world wasn't darkened enough We got what we want so I guess this is a caution to us Extinction, or fleeing, receiving the taming procedure Rapid decreasing, disguise pretend to be zebras What you believe in, or better what's your reason for breathing Bowing with Caesar, or is it allegiance to Jesus Where my fighters at ready to oppose the liars Not afraid to shun evil that a pa**ion people They put us cages w hopes that this scares us or changes We cause them danger so now they result back with anger The shooting of Luther, the shooting of Kennedy If your roars too loud this is the remedy for their enemies There's a problem we tend to be afraid to be brave I'd rather head to the grave than live my life as a slave I know its easy to say, but it's the words that I pray If I'm crazy for something, then its gotta be all in or nothing But there's a rumor buzzing you can hear hearts thumping I guess there's more Lions and a revolutions coming