In the silence of night, shadows stretch and sigh,
We follow the echoes of a time passing by.
Among the remnants of dreams slowly fading away,
Together we stumble through a desolate clay.

So we’ll raise our voices against the approaching dark,
With hope as our lantern, we’ll search for a spark.
Through sorrow and struggle, together we’ll stand,
With an anthem of courage, joined hand in hand.

In avenues empty, where laughter once bloomed,
Now whispers of memory linger in gloom.
(Female voice)
But there in the stillness, a heartbeat aligns,
As threads of our story partition the lines.

So we’ll raise our voices against the approaching dark,
With hope as our lantern, we’ll search for a spark.
Through sorrow and struggle, together we’ll stand,
With an anthem of courage, joined hand in hand.

These burdens we carry become weightless through sound,
Resilience flows deeper when the lost can be found.
Through mélodies twisting, our spirits awake,
In unison standing, we’ll mend every break.

So we’ll raise our voices against the approaching dark,
With hope as our lantern, we’ll search for a spark.
Through sorrow and struggle, together we’ll stand,
With an anthem of courage, joined hand in hand.

In dreams painted bright along paths yet obscured,
We sift through the ashes by starlight ensured.

And with each note played, we stitch up our souls,
As we redefine all the pain that consoles.

So through every heartache, we fashion our art,
In these reverberating waves, we’ll remake our part.
Let stories be sung in the light of the morn,
For where pain once blossomed, now suddenly born.