In the quiet hush of midnight’s veil,
Whispers of shadows, a silent tale,
A heart beats softly, a soul in flight,
Through the darkness, seeking light.

Dreams of yesteryears, once so bright,
Now dimmed by sorrow’s endless night,
Yet within the chest, a fire remains,
Burning through the endless pains.

Faces lost in time’s embrace,
Each one marked by this cruel chase,
But hope, a beacon, still ignites,
In the fight for life, through endless nights.

Together we stand, hand in hand,
Against the tide, we’ll make our stand,
For every soul, every voice unheard,
We raise our hearts, with love, a word.