Nobody's gonna be in trouble
Except the one's who left you behind the nobel
Burn them with your knowledge
By every edge and edge
And make them remind you like a nobel sage
All the tears that shed with doubt,
let them shout,
Letting their voice out,
Seeing you, a struggle's haze
Your success sets their envy blaze.
In their eyes, you are spark
They feel small, they feel stark
Watch their smiles being to fade
As they see themselves as mere maids
Their voice stutter as they speak.
Admiring you, your strengths, feeling weak
Every pain they caused, let them own
In their triumph, their flaws are shown.
As you rise, their voices fall
Admiring you, they feel small.
The pain they caused you now reflects
In their hearts, they show regrets.
In their silence they catch their breath
Stunned by your strength, they face
their death.