In the depths of time, where the echoes of wars fade silently

In the depths of time, where the echoes of wars fade silently, Every conflict is born not as a clash but as a desperate defense, We are immersed in a sea of silences, where the obvious becomes duty, Freedom means the right to tell the world what it refuses to hear, In times of deceit, truth becomes an act of pure revolution, We lose ourselves among the shadows of words, seeking light in the darkness, Truth is a flickering flame, a beacon guiding drifting ships, Who will have the courage to declare it, to place it atop the peaks of conscience? In a universe where lies swallow the fragile shores of truth, Brave hearts are needed to pierce the veil, to sing the story, Every word becomes a sword, every sentence a shield in the silent battle, Like a dance of stars in the sky, truth shines through our courage. In this dance of shadows and light, where every step is a choice, Truth, a hidden diamond, awaits to be discovered by the brave, The times call for revolutionaries who shout from the mountains what the world refuses, In every act of courage, truth gains its freedom and eternity.