My cry is as dawn to the night
As striking and breathtaking
As the Lords own heavenly light
Fear me, oh men, oh women
I shall part thee like the air ahead
Moving with such determined haste
That will make the stout crumble
Tremble, oh earth, oh earth
For while I have legs that walk
No corner of thine self is safe
From my peerless curiosity
Rejoice, oh companions, oh friends
I have found the heart of courage
and though the fearless are fearful
I shall be lion, prince, and jester for you
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