I Will Not Bow
FALL!!
The zoo was in chaos. sekunde after kicking Skipper out, lobsters poured in from everywhere around them. All the wanyama were chained and shackled, trudging back into their pens. The walls around their pens erupted forth a barbwire fence, electrified 1000 volts and sharp to the mere touch. They wrapped around, forming a roof. The remaining penguins put up a fight, but it was no use. There were too many.
Blowhole Laughed.
Now the dark begins to rise
“Save your breath, It’s far from over”
The wanyama turned to look towards the zoo gates. There, standing on the zoo walls, was Skipper. He had come back! They cheered. Skipper remained serious, un smiling. Blowhole sneered.
“Leave the Lost and dead behind
Now’s your chance to run for cover.”
The Red squirrel proclaimed. Did he really think Skipper would just turn and run like that? His Marafiki needed him.
“I don’t want to change the world, I just want to leave it colder”
Skipper told him.
Blowhole laughed. “That’s exactly what we plan to do! With the light of this device, the world will be thrown back into the last Ice Age! Ahahahahahahahaha!!”
Light the fuse and Burn it up,
take the path that leads to nowhere
“All is Lost again!”
Blowhole declared
“But I’m not giving in!”
Skipper replied.
The Red squirrel (A&N: Lets shorten it to TRS for now, okay? Okay.) burst forth, knocking skipper on his back. He was almost too fast to see, he was a blur of red and black. Skipper stood up, and was knocked over on his front. He stood up again, but instead of going the whole way, he stopped his body half way so TRG would miss, while simultaneously extending his left foot to trip him. TRS went down, sprawling into the pavement. Skipper flew over him, knocking his head into the brick wall. TRS was down.
I will not Bow
I will not Break
I will shut the world away
I will not fall
I will not fade
I will take your breath away
“FALL!” cried Blowhole. He smacked Skipper against the wall. Skipper fell to his knees.
Meanwhile, in each of the cages, a strange liquid began filling up the cages. As soon as it hit the rocks and trees, it sizzled away.
“Hydrochloric Acid” Skipper realized. It was one of the few substances Kowalski stressed as ‘dangerous’. Blowhole laughed as Hans came down from a tree.
“Watch the end through dying eyes”
He said
“Now the dark is taking over”
Skipper looked up in a rush of courage.
“I will not give in!!” he declared, rushing Blowhole. His longtime nemesis defended himself, both of them landing on the ground in a wrestling match. Skipper landed on his back, and Hans pushed him down with his foot.
“Show me where forever dies” he sneered
“Take the fall, and run to heaven
All is Lost again”
“But I’m not giving in!” Skipper knee kicked Hans, sending him into a stance on the ground away from skipper. Skipper jumped to his feet and kicked Blowhole into a fence. His nose, caught in between one of the links, sizzled away. The ‘pleasant to the touch’ skin disintegrated, giving way to bone and flesh.
(I’m going to stop my description here for the kiddies on the site!) Basically, Blowhole died.
I will not Bow
I will not Break
I will shut the world away
I will not fall
I will not fade
I will take your breath away
“And I’ll survive, paranoid” – Skipper
“I have Lost the will to change” – Hans
“And I’m not proud,
Cold blooded fake” – Skipper
“I will shut the world away” – Hans
Rico was working on getting the team out. He spat out his chainsaw, hacking off their feet. From there he regurgitated a bomb, blowing up an entire side of their cage. They filed out, ready to help Skipper.
“We’re here for you, Skipper.” Kowalski said.
“We’re really sorry about kicking wewe out like that.” Private winced. Skipper smiled. He was Back, and ready to fight. They got into stances.
I will not Bow
I will not Break
I will shut the world away
I will not fall
I will not fade
I will take your breath away
And I’ll survive, paranoid
I have Lost the will to change
And I’m not proud,
Cold blooded fake
I will shut the world away
FALL!!
FALL!!
The zoo was in chaos. sekunde after kicking Skipper out, lobsters poured in from everywhere around them. All the wanyama were chained and shackled, trudging back into their pens. The walls around their pens erupted forth a barbwire fence, electrified 1000 volts and sharp to the mere touch. They wrapped around, forming a roof. The remaining penguins put up a fight, but it was no use. There were too many.
Blowhole Laughed.
Now the dark begins to rise
“Save your breath, It’s far from over”
The wanyama turned to look towards the zoo gates. There, standing on the zoo walls, was Skipper. He had come back! They cheered. Skipper remained serious, un smiling. Blowhole sneered.
“Leave the Lost and dead behind
Now’s your chance to run for cover.”
The Red squirrel proclaimed. Did he really think Skipper would just turn and run like that? His Marafiki needed him.
“I don’t want to change the world, I just want to leave it colder”
Skipper told him.
Blowhole laughed. “That’s exactly what we plan to do! With the light of this device, the world will be thrown back into the last Ice Age! Ahahahahahahahaha!!”
Light the fuse and Burn it up,
take the path that leads to nowhere
“All is Lost again!”
Blowhole declared
“But I’m not giving in!”
Skipper replied.
The Red squirrel (A&N: Lets shorten it to TRS for now, okay? Okay.) burst forth, knocking skipper on his back. He was almost too fast to see, he was a blur of red and black. Skipper stood up, and was knocked over on his front. He stood up again, but instead of going the whole way, he stopped his body half way so TRG would miss, while simultaneously extending his left foot to trip him. TRS went down, sprawling into the pavement. Skipper flew over him, knocking his head into the brick wall. TRS was down.
I will not Bow
I will not Break
I will shut the world away
I will not fall
I will not fade
I will take your breath away
“FALL!” cried Blowhole. He smacked Skipper against the wall. Skipper fell to his knees.
Meanwhile, in each of the cages, a strange liquid began filling up the cages. As soon as it hit the rocks and trees, it sizzled away.
“Hydrochloric Acid” Skipper realized. It was one of the few substances Kowalski stressed as ‘dangerous’. Blowhole laughed as Hans came down from a tree.
“Watch the end through dying eyes”
He said
“Now the dark is taking over”
Skipper looked up in a rush of courage.
“I will not give in!!” he declared, rushing Blowhole. His longtime nemesis defended himself, both of them landing on the ground in a wrestling match. Skipper landed on his back, and Hans pushed him down with his foot.
“Show me where forever dies” he sneered
“Take the fall, and run to heaven
All is Lost again”
“But I’m not giving in!” Skipper knee kicked Hans, sending him into a stance on the ground away from skipper. Skipper jumped to his feet and kicked Blowhole into a fence. His nose, caught in between one of the links, sizzled away. The ‘pleasant to the touch’ skin disintegrated, giving way to bone and flesh.
(I’m going to stop my description here for the kiddies on the site!) Basically, Blowhole died.
I will not Bow
I will not Break
I will shut the world away
I will not fall
I will not fade
I will take your breath away
“And I’ll survive, paranoid” – Skipper
“I have Lost the will to change” – Hans
“And I’m not proud,
Cold blooded fake” – Skipper
“I will shut the world away” – Hans
Rico was working on getting the team out. He spat out his chainsaw, hacking off their feet. From there he regurgitated a bomb, blowing up an entire side of their cage. They filed out, ready to help Skipper.
“We’re here for you, Skipper.” Kowalski said.
“We’re really sorry about kicking wewe out like that.” Private winced. Skipper smiled. He was Back, and ready to fight. They got into stances.
I will not Bow
I will not Break
I will shut the world away
I will not fall
I will not fade
I will take your breath away
And I’ll survive, paranoid
I have Lost the will to change
And I’m not proud,
Cold blooded fake
I will shut the world away
FALL!!
I am stuck with the other lovers
Trying to hold on
Feel like PoM is never coming back
Will someone lift me up?
And I ask myself
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And upendo another fandom
And I tell myself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
wewe are stuck with the other lovers
Trying to hold on
Feel pressured kwa the rumors
Will someone relive you?
ASK yourself....
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And upendo another fandom
wewe need to tel yourself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
Your life stays low as people give up around wewe
wewe ask around if PoM is still alive, the answer stays the same
wewe wonder what PoM's future is, and wonder
wewe feel determination in your blood and keep PoM in your heart
No, No, no
Don't want to be
No, No, No
But A fanguin
wewe are stuck with the other lovers
Trying to hold on
Feel like PoM is never coming back
Will someone lift me up?
And I ask myself
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And upendo another fandom
And I tell myself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
wewe are stuck with the other lovers
Trying to hold on
Feel pressured kwa the rumors
Will someone relive you?
ASK yourself....
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And upendo another fandom
wewe need to tel yourself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
Your life stays low as people give up around wewe
wewe ask around if PoM is still alive, the answer stays the same
wewe wonder what PoM's future is, and wonder
wewe feel determination in your blood and keep PoM in your heart
No, No, no
Don't want to be
No, No, No
But A fanguin
wewe are stuck with the other lovers
