[Title] Call Me Lion [Style Prompt] Fiery prophetic reggae-dancehall anthem, gospel choir call-and-response, deep drums, heavy bass, preacher vocal delivery, spiritual confidence, sound-system energy, cinematic rise, dubstep-influenced breakdown. [Spoken Intro – Fiery Preacher] (Roar now) (Roar now) …call me Lion. Before time turn, before clocks spin, Voice was breath, and breath was wind. Before man speak, before crowd get loud, Sound move first through fire and cloud. I do not own di people. I own di sound. I do not bind di spirit. I shake what hide underground. For di Maker give mirror, flame, and trial, And I bring word wid a righteous smile. [Verse 1 – Fiery Preacher] I see di street — I watch it breathe, Youth move bold, but heart deceive. Dem talk ’bout love, but flex control, So I tune di truth inside di soul. No need throne, no fear chain, I preach through riddim, bass, and flame. Every prayer you lift, I hear, Every vow you break draw near. I watch dem smile wid a cracked-up core, Dress wounds clean, then hide dem sore. Dem mouth sound sweet, but di spirit strain, So I call dat rot by him right name. Where pride dress sharp and walk full tall, I strike one chord and shake di wall. I nuh come soft, I nuh come tame, I bring di mirror and call each name. [Pre-Chorus] Sound is witness, sound is blade, Sound show truth behind parade. Bassline heavy, false heart break, When di drum start talk, every mask must shake. [Chorus – Call & Response] (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I guard di sound, I guard di song! (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I tune di heart when pride grow strong! (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I roar fi truth, expose di pain! (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I serve di Maker through truth and flame! [Verse 2 – Fiery Preacher] I can be trumpet, I can be dove, Warning or mercy, sword or love. I walk di block, I reach di least, Where ego feast, I end di feast. You hear dis word in flood and flame, In every fall, sound call your name. I nuh destroy — I only show What hide beneath what people call soul. I know dem lips weh speak half-grace, I know dem eyes, I know dem face. Dem bless wid tongue, but scheme in heart, Dress holy clean, but split apart. So when I speak, dem mask grow thin, And all dat buried start show skin. I nuh come fi crush, I come reveal Who built on image, who built on real. [Pre-Chorus] Sound is river, sound is rod, Sound expose what pretend to be God. Kick drum knocking, false walls break, When di choir rise, every dry bone wake. [Chorus – Call & Response] (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I guard di sound, I guard di song! (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I tune di heart when pride grow strong! (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I roar fi truth, expose di pain! (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I serve di Maker through truth and flame! [Bridge – Regal Chant] (CHOIR) Who can stand when di storm draw near? Who can love when consumed by fear? (FIERY PREACHER) I preach dem choice, I give dem breath, I bring di bass that shake false death. (CHOIR) Who can sing when di night grow long? Who can live when dem lose dem song? (FIERY PREACHER) I lift di sound, I strike di chord, I turn di wound back toward di Lord. [Breakdown – Deep Bass Drop] Shake, shake — let di false wall fall (fall) [x2] Bassline preach — let di truth call all (all) [x2] Roar, roar — Lion in di sound (sound) [x2] Rise, rise — holy fire underground (ground) [x2] [Verse 3 – Sound Ownership] I own di echo when di silence bend, I own di tremble when di proud heart end. I own di rhythm when di people move, I own di pressure when di spirit prove. Not fi control, not fi fame, I hold di spark, not vain name. I shape di sound so di soul can see What fear had locked, what truth set free. Dem come wid noise, I give dem aim, Dem come wid smoke, I give dem flame. Dem come wid voice but no foundation, I tune dat cry into revelation. [Final Chorus – Full Choir] (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I guard di sound, I guard di song! (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I tune di weak until dem strong! (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I roar fi truth, expose di pain! (CONGREGATION) Roar now! Lion! (FIERY PREACHER) I serve di Maker through truth and flame! [Prophetic Outro – Fiery Preacher] I nuh hate — I refine. I nuh curse — I align. Each note I touch, each fear I mold, I keep revival from growin’ cold. Call me watchman, call me kin, Call me thunder under skin. Still I serve what blaze within, Still I strike where truth begin. One day di righteous Son will bleed, And through dat blood, He plant Him seed. Until dat dawn, I guard di sound, Call me Lion… when di bass come down. [Final Tag] Sound is witness. Sound is flame. Sound is mirror. Call each name. (Roar now) (Roar now) Call me Lion. I own di sound.
