In the shadows of the night, they bear the weight, Silent screams, echoes of their fate. Invisible scars, hidden from view, Male survivors, warriors steadfast and true.

Haunted by horror, in the darkest of days, Yet within, a fire forever ablaze. Through pain's grasp, they find their strength, Emerging from ashes, they go to any length.

We are the voices, rising high, Through storms, touching the sky. From the depths, reclaiming might, Male survivors, shining in the light.

Broken and bruised, they persist, Resilient souls, unwavering amidst. Through trials faced, they forge their way, Transforming agony into power they display.

No more victims, but victors standing tall, Their journey, a testament to righting the wrongs of all. In unity, their voices merge, Male survivors, guiding lights to emerge.

We are the voices, rising high, Through storms, touching the sky. From the depths, reclaiming might, Male survivors, shining in the light.

Through tears and fears, standing clear, No shadows to bind, no more held by fear. Rising boldly, wearing crowns of might, Male survivors, breaking barriers with their might.

Now they stand, a force unveiled, Their stories of courage forever hailed. Turning pain to power, they rise, Male survivors, with unwavering eyes.

So hear their anthem, resounding and proud, In their strength, darkness is bowed. United in resilience, they stand tall, Male survivors, breaking barriers, shattering walls.

We are the voices, rising high, Through storms, touching the sky. From the depths, reclaiming might, Male survivors, shining in the light.

In the face of adversity, finding grace, Male survivors, in their powerful embrace. Through horrors endured, reclaiming life, Rising, thriving amidst the strife.