The Great Sun

Right hand to the emperor
No failures here, not one mistake
A prize sought by the kings of all
The key to real control

The lioness' last resort
A fall from grace, a shameful death
When his time had truly come
It slipped right through his hand

Chaos reaches out to her
A future guaranteed
Status, power, influence
Finally within reach

A dark moon descends on the hall
Her dreams become nightmares
The power promised now revoked
The great sun starts to rise

Desolate the tower stands
The cub inside it's walls
Destiny invades again
And chaos swallows her

Soldiers march up to the hill
She turns her back, she'll earn her place
The dark moon intervenes again
And burns it to the ground



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Palma
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