Alita, the Braided Rebel

Alita, the Braided Rebel
by
The Andelusia Project
Lyrics
*"Alita, the Braided Rebel"*
(Verse 1)
In the heart of a desert's unyielding gaze,
Where the sun paints shadows in molten haze,
A warrior stood with her braided crown,
A sentinel born of the battle's sound.
Her rifle sang of a restless flame,
Each carved design, a whispered name.
The bow on her chest, soft and bold,
A paradox wrapped in threads of gold.
(Pre-Chorus)
With every step, the earth would quake,
Her voice a storm the winds could wake.
The colors of pride ran through her veins,
A rebel bound to break the chains.
(Chorus)
Oh, she’s the fire in a fracturing sky,
The echo of dreams that refuse to die.
Her soul is stitched with hope and scars,
A living legend beneath the stars.
(Verse 2)
Sombrero wide like the wheel of time,
Each thread a story, each hue a rhyme.
Her braids were rivers of woven pride,
Flowing unbroken through the mountainside.
A flower bloomed where her courage grew,
A rose of rebellion, kissed by dew.
Her eyes held secrets, ancient and wise,
A map to freedom beneath the skies.
(Pre-Chorus)
With every cry, the land would sigh,
A hymn of justice that refused to die.
The weight of sorrow, the taste of fight,
Carried her forward through the night.
(Chorus)
Oh, she’s the fire in a fracturing sky,
The echo of dreams that refuse to die.
Her soul is stitched with hope and scars,
A living legend beneath the stars.
(Bridge)
Each shot rang out like a clarion call,
For the voiceless, the broken, the small.
Her spirit danced with the winds of change,
In a world reborn, she rearranged.
(Outro)
Now the legends whisper her name aloud,
A guardian carved from the storm and cloud.
In her braids, the stories of a land reborn,
In her heart, the quiet strength of a thorn.
Oh, the braided rebel, fierce and free,
A symbol of all we strive to be.
Her shadow fades, but the song remains,
A melody sung through freedom’s veins.