Come with me, hold tight my hand, br Whilst I show you my beloved land, br Africa’s blood washes through my veins, br From Bushveld glades to savanna plains. br br Have you ever heard a lion roar, br Been close enough to touch his paw, br Stared eye to eye, smelled his breath, br Observed razor teeth of instant death; br br And then that roar…that numbing sound br Sending tremors through the very ground. br A lightening swipe of five sharp claws; br No video this, you can’t press pause. br br Reality life, your minutes numbered, br Certain death… your life encumbered; br But that day twas not meant to be, br God’s heaven had no need of me. br br A shot rang out…a sound so sweet, br The king of beasts lay at my feet, br This was no trophy, no great prize. br My life...his death…no compromise.