The audience jot up and the stadium filled
with lions and lightening, it begins.
Raa! Clash - Boom. Raa -Woo.
A melody that no artist can imagine to sing.
A song of adoration. A song of freedom with the tempo of a heart beat.
True surround sound. The base beneath my feet quivering beneath my soles.
And out erupted passion as he walked onto the stage.
Then he spoke into the microphone and the music died.
And the noise began.