In the heart of darkness, where chaos reigns,
Soldiers march, burdened by their chains.
The cries of war, a haunting refrain,
Echo through the night, in endless pain.

The ground trembles under the weight of fear,
As brothers fall, their souls disappear.
The blood-soaked earth, a testament clear,
To the cost of war, stark and severe.

In the silence that follows, ghosts remain,
Whispering tales of loss and disdain.
Their shadows linger, in a sorrowful chain,
Binding the living to a memory’s pain.

Yet in the rubble, hope dares to gleam,
A promise of peace, a distant dream.
Through the ashes, a new dawn’s beam,
A world reborn, free from war’s regime.