When dead-end roars against my path
stretching its flaws, lightening its eye
I am the son of truth, friend of death
For my destiny, I don’t afraid to die.
Honesty and bravery are my legs
I never learn turning back by any greed
I choose better to be smashed for my faith
I don't surrender, I have a supreme seed.
When unjust steps in my chest
Volcano erupts from my history’s core
I turn into wildfire for the pride fest
For the justice neither bows any nor adore.
I am a spark of past, big bang of future
I can incubate a new universe
I am a chosen one not a wanderer
I am a fierce dancer of this cosmos.