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Stepped Into the Circle

Stepped into the circle I am the lion in the jungle When I roar the jungle Recognized my voice I stand tall above I really don't care Cos blood is water In our region No wonder my soul Is outstanding in a red sea Despite I don't fight the Sharks Yet when I bleed They feel my blood If you wonder why Remember it keeps them Alive So I make the world Swim When am in pain Cos they always dry My blood that why I bleed Stepped into the circle I found my self Suddenly a circle A circle so hard to life Looking at all four corners Same circle Even those strong became Weak in this circle So I fear no matter How many lion spirit I bear Yet I fear more if Am buried in this Unwanted circle Stepped into the circle I stepped into the den Of an evil genius Manipulation they bear To the weak Their marks are full Of darkness They bear no light But evil enlightenment They live to glow with The world is in their Dirty hands Cos their powers bleeds No joy to life What a circle I must be lost I must be in a wrong era Cos the world is their box Everyone sims to be Humble to their call How come am here to see How much dark Is visible yet invisible In this dark world Remains my redemption When I wrongly Stepped into the circle

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