In shadows dark where tyrants tread,
The cries of chains ring loud in dread,
Yet in the heart a fire still gleams,
For freedom's song ignites our dreams.

With liberty's sweet, soaring flight,
We rise against the veils of night,
For every heart that yearns to breathe,
A choice between the light or grief.

So let the banners of hope wave high,
Against the storm, we're destined to fly;
In unity, we'll stand and fight,
For freedom's dawn breaks through the night.