🖤💮Amazing 🖤💮Amazon🖤💮

[Verse 1 — The Fall] Asteria was not born to fight, She was a flower born for love. But when she was fifteen, one dark night, War came down from the hills above. Attal trampled her innocence, With a blade of lust, he killed her grace. And all the tenderness within her Turned to fire no tears could erase. [Chorus — Powerful, soaring] Amazing Amazon! Amazing Amazon! She was born for love, but became a warrior of the sky! Amazing Amazon! Amazing Amazon! On her horse she rides, with her bow held high! Arrows ready, hear the thunder — Enemy, beware! Amazing Amazon! Death is riding through the air! [Verse 2 — The Unwanted Child] There was a little life inside her, A seed her enemy had sown. She never wanted that reminder, Nor did Attal claim his own. She remembered all his treasons, The venom of his cruel desire. How could she love what brought her anguish? Better death than feed the fire. [Chorus] Amazing Amazon! Amazing Amazon! She was born for love, but became a warrior of the sky! Amazing Amazon! Amazing Amazon! On her horse she rides, with her bow held high! Arrows ready, hear the thunder — Enemy, beware! Amazing Amazon! Death is riding through the air! [Verse 3 — Astra Is Born] But Astra came like dawn's first glory, A morning star against the night. And with her first cry, something awakened — A mother's love, a living light. "Astra, Astra," whispered Asteria, "One day you'll make your father pay. Take the chrysanthemum of battle, Strike him down and end my pain." And with her milk, she fed the fury, With every word, the seed was grown. A daughter raised to be her mother's vengeance, A child who'd never known her own. [Chorus — Bigger, with backing vocals] Amazing Amazon! Amazing Amazon! She was born for love, but became a warrior of the sky! Amazing Amazon! Amazing Amazon! On her horse she rides, with her weapon held high! Arrows ready, hear the thunder — Enemy, beware! Amazing Amazon! Vengeance rides upon the air! [Verse 4 — The Choice] And now Astra rides to meet him, The chrysanthemum raised in her hand. As beautiful as her mother, She rides across the burning sand. A little of her father lives In slanting eyes, like plums of blue. And in her heart, two voices tremble — One cries out, the other asks what’s true. [Bridge — Slow, intimate, building to a climax] "Strike! Strike! Strike!" Her heart beats like a drum. "I'll strike! I'll strike! His reckoning has come!" But then she stops — the blade held high. A question tears her soul apart: "If he had never been my father… Would I have lived? Would I have had a heart?" [Final Chorus — Starts softly, then explodes] Amazing Amazon… Amazing Amazon… Born for love — but taught to fight. Amazing Amazon… Amazing Amazon… Will she choose revenge tonight? The mother’s pain, the daughter’s sorrow, Two generations bound by flame. If she kills the man who gave her life, Will she be free — or just the same? [Outro — Almost a whisper] Astra… The wind falls silent. The horse stands still. A chrysanthemum In her hand. Amazing Amazon… Astra.