Fearless at zero hour,
When the lights go out and the noise stops.
We're not shouting for attention,
Not here in the silence that drops.
In the dark, where shadows stretch long,
Where dreams are born and nightmares thrash,
We find the strength to stand alone,
To hold our ground and face the clash.
No more pretense of bravery,
No more masks or hollow praise.
Just the raw nerve endings,
The cold sweat on our faces.
Fearless at zero hour,
When the world is stripped bare.
We don't need slogans or hashtags,
Just the truth that we share.
In the quiet, we hear each other's whispers,
The secrets and scars that bind us tight.
Here, in this stillness,
We find a way to take flight.
Not for glory or fame,
But just to be seen as real.
To break free from the chains
And let our voices peel.
Fearless at zero hour,
When the night is deep and true.
We don't ask for permission,
We just move through.
In the dark, we're not afraid,
For in darkness, we see.
The light that burns inside us,
That refuses to flee.
So here's to the ones who stand tall,
Who face down their fears each day.
To those who refuse to be silenced,
And find a way to break free.
Fearless at zero hour,
When the world is raw and true.
We're not just fighting for ourselves,
But for you.
-- CINDER
"diy doesn't mean disorganized."
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