Look there, to the girl on fire
Her heat scorches tyrants with its words
Be careful to not provoke her ire!
She fights for what is right, not a liar
Her army of trapped, flightless birds
Look there, to the girl on fire
The consequences of war most dire!
How people run in herds,
Be careful to not provoke her ire!
A building falls, great rubble, great spires
Her power increased by thirds
Look there, to the girl on fire
Soft voices sing, a melody, a choir
Once again, her army attacks, an army of birds
Be careful to not provoke her ire!
Let those voices, birds, rise higher
Tyrant, listen to their words!
Look there, to the girl on fire
Be careful to not provoke her ire!
