In fields where silence once reigned,
The drums of war now fiercely beat,
Echoes of courage and fear entwined,
In every heart, a restless feat.

Beneath the ashen sky’s embrace,
The cries of valor rise and fall,
Each soul a note in war’s refrain,
In the symphony of the battle’s call.

Through shattered dreams and broken ground,
The seeds of hope are sown anew,
For in the dark, the light is found,
As shadows fade with morning’s hue.

When peace descends on weary lands,
And whispers of the past remain,
The echoes of the war we stand,
Remind us of the cost of pain.