Rebels reveling in wretched activities, destroying the town

Drenched in their blood and pain, flying with the devil's wings.

Like a free bird in the sunny sky

Or the breaking and bending of trees in the harsh wind.

Let's burn down the town

And leave only the ashes

The protest burning in our teen hearts, screams of chivalry and protest mix in the chaotic air.

So, they burned down their town and left nothing

Only the ashes of the dammed souls.

But as time flew by on sluggishly slow feet, the heart burned out

It no longer desires to rebel, burned out and left to ashes.

While rain washes it all away.

That town they burned down is gone.

The only remnant of rebellion is the dust.

Wrapped in a blanket of darkness

Forever cold.