In a world shadowed by losses we bear,
The stories of warriors fade deep in despair.
With arms wide open, embracing the night,
We gather our dreams, igniting the light.

Still we rise on the ashes of the battles we know,
Like rivers uncompromised, we learn how to flow.
Through the pain and the longing, our hearts remain free,
Singing songs for the lost, their echoes in me.

In the whispers of silence, the echoes still speak,
We hear the forgotten, their light makes us weak.
United in voices, we carry their song,
Together we bend, in the place where we belong.

Fractured and beaten but never alone,
In the warmth of each other, we've finally grown.
Through melodies spinning like leaves in the air,
Our spirits ignite and we fight for what’s fair.

Still we rise on the ashes of the battles we know,
Like rivers uncompromised, we learn how to flow.
Through the pain and the longing, our hearts remain free,
Singing songs for the lost, their echoes in me.

The scars may remind us of struggles unseen,
Yet we'll weave in the moments the dance in between.
In the heart of the storm, we rise hand in hand,
Every heartbeat's a promise where love will withstand.

From the layers of sorrow, beauty comes alive,
With every story unraveled, resilience will thrive.
In the rhythm of sorrow, let boundaries break,
Empathy our anchor through the storms that we make.

Still we rise on the ashes of the battles we know,
Like rivers uncompromised, we learn how to flow.
Through the pain and the longing, our hearts remain free,
Singing songs for the lost, their echoes in me.

Let the flame of connection guide us through the night,
Each spark, a reminder that together we’ll write.
In the annals of history, let our voices resound,
For the ones who have fallen, their spirit is found.