Stanza 1:
Oh, steel-hearted legion, with fire in your veins,
You march where night breaks on the edge of your blades.
Regret is a whisper—let it starve in the wind;
You\'re forged in the storm, not the graves left behind.
Stanza 2:
Unfurl like wildfire—blaze through the dark.
Let your defiance be the dawn’s first spark.
Truth is your compass, your armor, your flame—
No shackle can bind what the lightning has claimed.
Stanza 3:
Strike now where the timid dare not tread,
Where silence is torn by dawn’s crimson thread.
You are the tempest no tyrant can chain—
The hurricane’s laughter, the drought-breaking rain.
Stanza 4 (Climax):
So rise, ruthless dawn, with thunder unbroken.
The world is a fire—not lent, but taken.
Time kneels to those who storm without sleep.
Oh, valiant brigade—
the sun is yours to keep.