## **Verse 1** This is not the final page I write, Not the last rebellion of the night. Pulse like thunder in my chest, Iron lungs that won’t give rest. Ash in the air, but I taste the dawn, Every shadow we stand upon. Boots on the gravel, broken glass, Still we rise when sirens pass. I’m not the silence they designed, Not the fear they tried to bind. Every breath a battle cry, Every tear defies goodbye. --- ## **Pre-Chorus** From the concrete cracks we grow, Through the static, through the low. Fists like roots beneath the street, Heart to heart in fractured beat. --- ## **Chorus (Big / Anthemic Rock)** This is not our ending line, Not the fall of humankind. Through the smoke our voices bend — But they will never, never end. We are louder than the lies, Fire sleeping in our eyes. This is not our final breath, We outlive the hands of death. --- ## **Verse 2** My voice cuts through the loaded air, Through the weight of their despair. History carved in skin and bone, Truth too stubborn to dethrone. Children laughing through the haze, Tiny suns in burning days. Hearts beneath the buried stone Still beat louder than the throne. Every echo multiplies, Every fallen spirit flies. You can cage the body tight, You can’t arrest the light. --- ## **Pre-Chorus (Variation)** Under asphalt, under flame, Memory rejects the shame. What was written in the dust Turns to steel because we must. --- ## **Chorus (Heavier / Distorted Guitars)** This is not our ending line, We are rhythm out of time. Through the riot, through the rain, We return again, again. We are louder than the fear, Closer every broken year. This is not our final breath — We outlive the hands of death. --- ## **Bridge (Half-time / Emotional Build)** When the gunfire fades to rust, When the banners rise from dust, Every name they tried to hide Becomes the anthem amplified. No erased and no undone, No more shadows left to run. From the dark our chorus climbs, Etched in bloodless, fearless lines. --- ## **Outro (Soft Rock / Clean Guitar / Names Spoken or Sung Gently)** We speak your names into the light… Mahsa Amini Nika Shakarami Hadis Najafi Sarina Esmailzadeh Your names are not echoes — They are thunder. Not whispers — But wonder. As long as voices rise above, As long as children dream of love, Your names will live in every breath… Forever louder than death. ---

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