In our darkest moments, when hope seems far,
We find faith to rise, beneath distant stars.
A battle rages on, shadows threaten to consume,
Yet we take a stance, knowing we might meet our doom.
We gather our strength and kneel upon the ground,
Hands clasped in prayer, seeking the light that's found.
For prayers alone won't lead us to the fight,
It takes courage and conviction, to make things right.
With every plea, strength seeps into our veins,
Fueled by divine power, we release our chains.
The darkness trembles, as love's beacon shines,
A heavenly armor guides, as we cross battle lines.
We fight for justice, truth, and peace,
With every swing, our resolve won't cease.
Battered and bruised, we never surrender,
Praying and fighting, in unity we render.
For with every prayer, and every sword we wield,
We stand unyielding, on this battlefield.
Together we rise, against the tides of plight,
Praying and fighting firmly, within God's holy light.