inanition

these angry lions stand up for the king
there is no place where they cannot bear rule
we want the year to be forever spring

the words we speak lack a true honest ring
they move too slowly like a spavined mule
these angry lions stand up for the king

where darkness crowds us like a vibrant thing
we wait for morning and we sip our gruel
we want the year to be forever spring

announcing that the coming dawn will bring
a better day that's not unkind nor cruel
these angry lions stand up for the king

we're caught and raised up by a rapid sling
our task is not to quarrel nor to duel
we want the year to be forever spring

time there is not for a last happy fling
we lack the energy and basic fuel
these angry lions stand up for the king
we want the year to be forever spring