In the heart of the storm, where shadows dance,
A warrior stands, with courage to advance.
Through trials and fears, never backing down,
In silence and strength, wearing a crown.

Each dawn brings echoes of battles past,
Yet in the heart, the spirit holds fast.
With every scar, a story is told,
Of fighting the darkness, brave and bold.

In fields of doubt where whispers reside,
The heart finds strength, no longer to hide.
Against the tide, with unwavering might,
The soul rises, ready to fight.

Through the night, beneath the starless skies,
Hope emerges, as the spirit flies.
In the dance of fate, fierce and unbowed,
A warrior stands, eternally proud.