(Verse 1)
In the heart of a nation, where the shadows creep,  
Lies a faith that's rising, from the ashes deep.  
With whispers of hope that shatter the night,  
They stand undeterred, holding on to their light.  

(Pre-Chorus)
Through bars and through chains, they won’t be confined,  
With each prayer lifted up, love’s voice intertwined.  
For every soul lost in a battle so stark,  
The embers ignite in the depths of their hearts.

(Chorus)  
So sing for Husan under cold prison skies,  
A martyr who fell but his spirit still flies.  
And Marzia stands strong with her church made of dreams,   
In a land where belief is torn at the seams.    
They rise like a phoenix from ash and despair,   
In shadows they shine with a courage so rare.    

(Verse 2)   
Underneath heavy stones where silence remains,   
They gather like fireflies in darkened terrains.   
Each story unfolding like an ancient scroll,   
Bound by conviction that ignites every soul.

(Pre-Chorus)    
Through trials and torment that break lesser men,    
Their faith is unyielding—this isn’t the end.    
With brothers beside them in courage arrayed,    
They’re weaving together what fear can’t invade.

(Chorus)   
So sing for Husan under cold prison skies,   
A martyr who fell but his spirit still flies.   
And Marzia stands strong with her church made of dreams,     
In a land where belief is torn at the seams.     
They rise like a phoenix from ash and despair—     
In shadows they shine with a courage so rare.

(Bridge)   
When darkness descends and it tries to devour—  
From pain comes resilience; it blooms like a flower.    
No chains can contain what their hearts have embraced;   
The freedom of love cannot be erased.

(Chorus)   
So sing for Husan under cold prison skies—   
A martyr who fell but his spirit still flies.      
And Marzia stands strong with her church made of dreams—       
In a land where belief is torn at the seams.       
They rise like a phoenix from ash and despair—        
In shadows they shine with a courage so rare.
لذا غن لهوسان تحت سماء السجن الباردة -   
شهيد سقط لكن روحه لا تزال تطير.      
وتقف مرضية بقوة مع كنيستها المصنوعة من الأحلام -       
في أرض يتمزق فيها الإيمان عند اللحامات.       
ينهضون مثل طائر الفينيق من الرماد واليأس -        
في الظل يتألقون بشجاعة نادرة جدا.

(Outro)   
So let us remember those voices unsung—      
For every believer whose battle's begun;     
With faith as their armor and truth as their sword—      
United in spirit—their love will reward.
حبهم سوف يكافئ.
Their love will reward!

Shadows in the Light

Israel Rodriguez