Crimson Roar

In the depths of darkness, a fiery spirit awakens, With mane ablaze, like embers that never fades. The lion's roar thunders, a primal call to the soul, A symbol of courage, in a world that makes us whole. Its fierce gaze pierces, through the veil of night, A beacon of strength, in the face of life's plight. The red mane flows, like a river of passion and fire, Guiding us forward, through the darkest of desires. In its wild beauty, we find our own inner might, A reflection of our deepest, most primal light. The lion's roar echoes, a reminder of our own voice, A call to awaken, to our deepest, most heartfelt choice.