A song my foster father sang as my lullaby as a child
Sleep, my little Jesse... let your dreams take wing. One day when you're big and strong, you will be the queen.
You will dream a dream so pretty, that you shan't feel so depressed, it will soothe your inner canine and help you get some rest.
The sound of the traitor's dying gasp
His daughter squeeling in my grasp. His she-wolf's mournful cry, that's your lullaby
Your parent's are gone, but Axel's still around, to love you, my little lass
Until you learn to be a killer, with a lust to be bad assed.
Sleep, little witch, you precious little thing.
One day when you're big and strong, you will be the queen.
The screeching of the final trumpet's yowl, the thrill of your mighty howl
The joy of vengence, it shall be yours, I can hear the cheering now: Jesse, what a gal!
Payback time is nearing, and then your flag will fly... 'gainst a blood red sky.
That's your lullaby.
Jesse's Lullaby (created and sung by my foster father, the original before lion King 2 came out, this is NOT copyrighted, this song my foster father made especially for me, 2 years BEFORE Lion King 2.)