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They marked our soil with iron lines and called their hunger sacred law of kings

They spoke as if a smaller land had neither right nor voice nor future spring

Their fleets arrived with polished threats and terms we must accept by dawn or fall

Yet under roofs of trembling light our silence chose to carry on through all still

The cities burned the harbors shook the runways bled with flame and grief all night

The numbers said our fall was near our end already sealed beneath their might

But in the smoke our pilots swore by every name they loved at home and sky

No weight of fear can kill the truth that hearts refuse to leave or let it die

We are the fire they could not name beneath the roar of falling night

A smaller light with greater heat that will not fade from hostile sight

Though thunder falls and towers break and steel divides the wounded sky

We do not bow we do not shake we do not learn our souls to die

No crown of force can dim this hope no hand of fear can make us crawl

From ash and grief our voices rise our broken wings still answer all

And through the dark our burning faith survives

The first wave came with endless steel and shadows wider than the dawn and sea

Their engines carved across the clouds like judgment pressing hard on you and me

Yet one by one our battered wings still answered through the smoke and flame again

Each cockpit held a vow of home and every child that spoke our name in pain

Outmatched in mass and outgunned hard we climbed through storm and siren cries and flame

For every friend who fell in light another rose through blackened skies the same

A nation does not end while one brave soul still guards the final line with breath

And every turning trail of fire declared that justice still outlives their death today still

We are the fire they could not name beneath the roar of falling night

A smaller light with greater heat that will not fade from hostile sight

Though thunder falls and towers break and steel divides the wounded sky

We do not bow we do not shake we do not learn our souls to die

No crown of force can dim this hope no hand of fear can make us crawl

From ash and grief our voices rise our broken wings still answer all

And through the dark our burning faith survives

If all we have is broken ground and all we own is pain and scars

Then let that pain become the spark that climbs again through ruined stars

For justice is not measured by the size of flags or guns or gold

But by the ones who keep their faith when all the world has turned cold

Now hear the small nation burning bright from grief to glory dark to light

We carried loss through endless flame and still the stars recalled our right

No hand of might no iron wall could silence hearts that would not fall

Let every shattered skyline sing let every wounded spirit call

We rise beyond what fear had written beyond the weight of kings and guns

We win because our souls stay living because the just outlast the strong

Our dead still fly within our cry our tears become a battle hymn

Small nation burning bright forever our faith outlives the night