Loud as the bells,
yet gentle as the wind,
You are the light of the party,
ready to lead the world

Queen of the stage,
Yet soft as the silent cries,
You are the force of the rebels,
always up against the system

Captivating as the stars,
Yet broken by the core,
You are the symphony that weeps,
ready to take the action

Fragile as the leaves,
yet merciless by the heart,
You are the melody to the ears,
always up against the fleeting hope

Loud as the bells,
yet fading by time,
You are the target of the shot,
ready to haunt the world