In the darkest hour of the night,
When shadows dance and fears ignite,
A flame within begins to grow,
A strength we barely even know.

Through trials harsh and battles fierce,
We find the courage to persevere,
With every fall, we rise anew,
A testament to what we can do.

The winds may howl, the seas may roar,
Yet we stand firm, forevermore,
For in our hearts, a fire burns bright,
A beacon through the endless night.

So let the world throw what it might,
Our spirits soar, taking flight,
For strength is not in muscle alone,
But in the soul, the heart, the bone.