In the silence of the night, echoes of power resound,
Streets once alive, now under a heavy shroud,
Whispers of freedom, stifled beneath the ground,
A city’s heart, beating yet profoundly cowed.

Eyes watch from the shadows, vigilant and cold,
Dreams of liberty, in chains they are bound,
The voice of justice, muffled and controlled,
In the grip of fear, hope becomes profound.

Hearts long for dawn, a break from endless night,
In unity and courage, a flicker of light is found,
The spirit of the people, resilient and bright,
Against the tide of oppression, they stand unbowed.

In the end, the chains of darkness shall break,
The sun will rise on a liberated ground,
For every soul that dared to stay awake,
The voice of freedom will triumph, unbound.