In the silence of the night, where shadows crawl,
Hearts awaken, answering the defiant call.
Echoes of the past, etched in every scar,
Blood on our hands, but we carry our war.
In the depths of darkness, where hope once lay still,
We search for the spark, igniting our will.
Voices rising up, drowning out the fear,
With every whispered promise, our truth draws near.
We're not just echoes of the lives left behind,
In the fight against the falling, we will find our kind.
Through the valleys of sorrow, beneath a blood-red sky,
We stand together strong, and we won't comply.
Oh, the flicker of the flames, lighting up the way,
Guiding our resolve as we break through the fray.
A revolution surges, fierce as a midnight tide,
With defiance in our hearts, we will turn the tide.
In the chaos of the storm, when all seems lost,
We rise from the ashes, no matter the cost.
Our scars tell the stories, of battles we've won,
Woven through the fabric, of what we've become.
So let the shadows dance, let the darkness draw near,
With a roar of rebellion, we’ll banish the fear.
In this whirlwind of fury, we’ll twist fate’s cruel hand,
Blood of the fallen unites this brave band.
And as the dawn breaks, washing over the night,
We'll reclaim our vision, we'll reclaim our light.
With every breath taken, with every faith restored,
In whispers of a revolution, we will find our sword.
Together we rise, stitched from the threads of the past,
For a future unraveled, where the shadows can't last.
In the heart of defiance, where we choose to believe,
We'll weave through the darkness and finally breathe free.
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Revolution, darkness, scars, blood, shadows, defiance