Zzz zzz zzz
He sleeps and twists
Dreaming of a place where He is all powerful
And controls all
Grinning and rejoicing in His victory
Dancing as David
Joy bellows from deep within
Yet He sleeps
Blind to reality
…
There is a lion in the room
Clothed in night
Disguised
His paws trample, his strength destroys
And his teeth tears
His roar however is kept silent lest the giant is awakened
For He is asleep
 Living in a false reality
Oblivious to the destruction of His own habitat.
If only this sleeping giant would wake up and discern the times
And see the mane covered floor
He would realize His purpose and power
Instead of glorying in His sleep

WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP OH Sleeping Giant!
For the end is near.