Heroes
Standing strong when the fight is near
Holding our shields when the fire is fierce
Trying to silence us with pain
By using violence as their aim
But they can't extinguish the fire inside us
Burning with dazzling flame in the darkness
And from everyone of these flames a hero is born
Who were victims at night but warriors by dawn
Their heart still warm though blood is running cold
Holding their weapons as they watch the danger unfold
Standing fearlessly in the face of death
Rising after every fall till their last breath
For heroes are not born, they are made made
From the warmth of a fire and cuts of a blade
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