In shadows deep, where voices cease to cry,
The chains of silence bind our weary souls.
Beneath the weight of power’s ruthless eye,
We tremble, lost amidst unyielding goals.

The skies are darkened by the hands of few,
Who strip our light and hope with cold disdain.
Our dreams are crushed, our spirits they subdue,
In lands where freedom’s song is sung in vain.

Yet in the heart of darkness, whispers grow,
A murmured plea for justice to arise.
Against the storm, our courage starts to show,
Defiant hearts refuse to be disguised.

For every tear that’s shed in silent pain,
A promise blooms, a vow to break the chains.
Oppression’s grip shall falter, bend, and wane,
As dawn’s first light restores what truth remains.