In the heart of battles, fierce and wild,
Where shadows loom and hope seems mild,
The spirit rises, unbroken, free,
To claim the dawn of victory.

Through storms that howl and winds that wail,
With courage strong, it will not fail,
For in the soul, a fire burns bright,
Guiding through the darkest night.

With every step, a testament,
To all the trials and time well spent,
The scars, the pains, the endless fight,
All lead to moments of purest light.

So let the world bear witness now,
To the strength that bends but does not bow,
For victory is not just a fleeting cheer,
But the triumphant roar that all can hear.