Strava

A genealogical trip
All that’s left are ashes
Revenge burns in his veins
But the conscience still remains
Bridge:
For thousands of years
So many tears
Melted the innocence
Turning into a tendency
Avenger’s tendency
Damn tendency
Fire…
Burn in the fire.
Avenger of stravas
Fire
Burn in the fire!
Leave me alone.
If the spite dominates
Remember what’s regret
Beware for not happening
Regret can be too late.
Bridge: