The King of Kings
I manifest myself as a living legend Contemplating my existence since the Ice Age, my soul is as old as Time itself The color of purity envelops my body. My eyes are ever watchful, for it is I who control my five senses rather than Letting them dominate over me, My nature works in complete harmony With the External nature, as I was chosen To be the King of Kings. I roar from a Land far away, yet Those who have the ears to hear Listen to my apparent silent scream. Yes I am the King of Kings of Sanbona I am the Great White Lion. Source:Discovery channel,Sanbona wild life reserve.
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