All of our sons are lions and our daughters are lionesses,  
In the shadows of the empire, we wear our scars like dresses.  
A ship on the ocean, lost in a tempest of dreams,  
The past is a wasteland, it haunts us with silent screams.  
We’re the ashes of rebellion, rising from the ground,  
With pain as our anthem, we refuse to be bound.  

Like sheets of blank paper, the future unwritten,  
As the world crumbles around us, our souls are smitten.  
We’re heroes in the twilight, shadows clad in grace,  
In nature’s wild chaos, we find our sacred place.  
Hopeful, confident, and proud, we stand on the edge,  
With every betrayal, we forge a new pledge.  

Cursed by our longing, blessed by our pain,  
Through the heartbroken struggle, we’ll dance in the rain.  
Grateful for the moment, yet bitter with regret,  
In the clash of the titans, we’ll never forget.  
The uncharted waters, where our spirits roam bold,  
We’re the stories unfolding, the legends retold.  

Ride the rollercoaster of time,  
Twist and twirl through the darkness we climb,  
In the heart of the storm, we’re becoming alive,  
With every heartbeat echoing, we shall survive.  
The supernatural whispers, a call to be free,  
In the apocalypse dawning, our truth will be.  

So here we stand, as the horizon breaks bright,  
With the fire of the fallen igniting the night.  
In the depths of despair, we’ll find our own light,  
Together, we rise, unyielding in the fight.  
All of our sons are lions, our daughters will roar,  
In the face of the end, we will strive for more.