Princess in the Lion's Pride

She walks on fire, barefoot and wild. Crown of thorns, but she's still

styled. Eyes like storms, they pierce the night. She's a princess

in the lion's pride. Roar loud, roar louder still. She bends the

world to her will. She's no shadow, she's the guide. A princess

in the lion's pride. Above the moons, the stars ignite. She holds the

moon, she holds the fight. With every step, the earth complies.

She's the heart of, of the lion's pride. Chains can't bind

her, walls can't hold. She turns to fire what's made of gold.