A wasteland vast a barren sprawl

Yet echoes whisper through it all

The lanterns flicker in the haze

A fragile hope through endless days

Beneath the ash the seeds remain

Awaiting life through drought and rain

Each soul a spark each step a path

To find the beauty in the aftermath

The silence speaks the shadows sigh

Yet still we walk beneath the sky

For even barren lands will bloom

When hearts outlast their darkest gloom

So light your lantern let it guide

Through hollow earth and restless tide

For in the void a voice will rise

And fill the wasteland with its cries