In the shadows of the night, we rise,
Warriors with hearts ablaze,
Through the tempest, we hear the cries,
Of dreams lost in a maze.

With every step, we forge our path,
Against the winds that howl and scream,
We face the fury, feel the wrath,
Yet hold on to our precious dream.

Though the world may try to break our will,
And darkness seeks to claim our light,
We stand as one, united still,
In the face of an endless fight.

The scars we bear, a testament,
To battles fought and victories won,
Our spirits strong, our hearts unbent,
For in the end, we are not undone.