Their Majesties
THEIR MAJESTIES
The appearance of lions attests to their majesty
A creature by Man infused with all sorts of fantasy
There are humans whose brains are afflicted with zoanthropy
They think by killing to absorb a lion's vitality
So they pursue and steal his life with alacrity
Lions have none whom they fear
Except when the monomaniacal predator called man is near
Heavy the head who wears a king's crown
For the lowly will steal it to call it their own
Not understanding kingship resides never in claws and fur
It's in your spirit which the thieves cannot incur
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