Jungle queen
When the lionesses are unleashed, there will be no one saved
Sharpen your knives before it's too late
Let the alarms sound, don't sleep, lock the door
State of alert
Jungle queen
Terror of the hunters, they look at her and tremble
They talk and talk, but they don't do anything, what a nuisance
They say they're going to kill, but no one confronts her
Jungle queen

Transformist, anti-naturalist
Beautiful model like an evangelist
A Targaryen queen addicted to the throne
I've already won and you were the runner-up
I've remained undefeated in the battlefield
Collecting magazine covers
I have them begging, begging for me to stop being sexy
They can't handle the fact that I exist
Animal instinct seeks to connect
A war cry that is heard as she passes by
A feline that goes into heat again
A turbine ready to take off
A celestial muse capable of killing
She's a beast ready to hunt
A panther waiting to attack
A killer waiting to strike

She didn't come to play
She knows she has it
She uses her animal instinct
Fear doesn't stop her
When it's time to eat
She entertains herself with her prey
Because she likes to know
That she can do whatever she wants

Jungle queen
When the lionesses are unleashed, there will be no one saved
Sharpen your knives before it's too late
Let the alarms sound, don't sleep, lock the door
State of alert

She changes the course of history like Joan of Arc
And those merits are mine, I don't share them
Mother of the chicks, postpartum depression
Intolerable, even I get tired of myself
Full moon and I fear nothing
Carpe diem, suckers, see you later
I'm going the extra mile, I have no brakes
And if we have to get you involved, you know we'll get you involved

She goes out to hunt at night
Hide while you still can
You won't be able to escape anymore
No deity will intercede
Better start running
Better let the devil take you
Better disappear
Before the queen arrives

Jungle queen
When the lionesses are unleashed, there will be no one saved
Sharpen your knives before it's too late
Let the alarms sound, don't sleep, lock the door
State of alert
Jungle queen
Terror of the hunters, they look at her and tremble
They talk and talk, but they don't do anything, what a nuisance
They say they're going to kill, but no one confronts her
Jungle queen

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