I know that fate has spread thorns on my way but I am stubborn.
I intervene with the fate.
I will not stop if it tries to stop me, or even try to make me fall, I’ll keep on rising.
I will break the traps and spread my wings, use all your power, but I would happily be beheaded than bow down
As much as there is fire in the deserts, my blood boils in these veins hotter than that fire my ambition never stops.
I like being silent, But I have been silent for long
I kept on tolerating but I can’t withstand anymore
there are hundred question
there are hundred condemnations
there is a lot of soot covering me
Someday my punishment will end but I will never forgive…