Chua 5

Through the years he walked in shadows,
One sudden fall changed the path of his fate.
A sacred bond shattered in silence,
Lost in storms of a world grown too late.
In the thunder of horses rushing,
He felt the sun of his youth slip away.


Spears rising, hatred burning,
Exile carved sorrow through each passing day.
Across the sea, storms howled around him,
Yet he held tight to a hope far away.
Though the darkness tried to claim his heart,
He would not bow to a fate so cold.


Then the light on Calvary shone down,
Guiding him when the world turned around.
Forgiveness like a river ran free,
Washing all the wounds he used to keep.
And in that moment he finally knew:
Love is stronger than the hate he knew.
Once he knelt down, the weight was gone—
His heart found its way back home at dawn.


When they met again on the battlefield,
Their eyes no longer burned as before.
Friend or foe—it faded like smoke
As mercy opened a long-closed door.
From the ashes of all broken pain,
Blooms of hope began rising again.


Though the tides of life may rise and fall,
A loving heart still conquers all.
And through the storms, through the endless night,
Faith will lead his soul toward the light.

On the land once marked by tears and chains,
A gentle bell calls an end to pain.
Ben-Hur stands still, reborn from the dust,
Watching sunrise with newfound trust.