Mama Lion کے بول

The horns in the fog could be heard if not seen, helping to guide the blind in a dream. And down by the seashore, a banquet she gave She was feeding and needing a soul she could save. ['horus:] Mama lion, mama lion, I'm starting to sink beneath the sunshine and the icicles in the things that you think. There's a hole in my destiny and I'm out on the brink Mama lion, mama lion She bounces off the boulders, she runs on the rocks She's taking her time from her grandfather clocks. And over the border, and down on the land She's living in the future and it lies in her hand [Chorus]