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Sirens on the Wire

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18. Januar 2026

Sirens on the Wire

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Sirens on the Wire

Verse 1

North wind screaming down Hennepin and Lake, Renee Good fell where the flashbangs shake. An agent’s hand, a trigger in the rain, and another body stitched with pain. The drumbeat says Insurrection Act, airborne shadows standing packed. A judge draws a line: let the peaceful stand, as probes circle power in the North Star land. Prosecutors walking, then the axe comes down, truth gets fired for speaking aloud.

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Chorus

Sirens on the wire, static in our veins, we’re singing through the smoke and all the breaking chains. From ice and iron borders to the fever in the night, we hold the line together till the dawn can find the light. Hey, hey—turn it higher— hearts are marching, sparks on the wire.

Verse 2

On the coast where the dust meets sea, a whisper says “the next phase” could set them free. A technocrat helm with Ali Shaath’s name, Mladenov watching the long, hard game. Talks of rebuilding, laying down the guns, roads for the children, rain for the lungs. But shots still crack the supposed calm, and Ran Gvili’s memory burns like a psalm. Disarm the tunnels, pull back the boots— only then can quiet grow roots.

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Chorus

Verse 3

Kampala dawn under blackout skies, an old lion claims the crown again with practiced ties. Bobi runs as the knock hits hard, family caged by the midnight guard. Streets taste blood where ballots stall, machines go silent, fear grows tall. Whispers of stuffing in the ballot drum, and grief learns the language of a war-time hum.

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Verse 4

Cold fog drapes the Arctic stone, a deal for Greenland rattles bone. Tariffs rattled like a sabre’s hiss, allies bristle in the polar mist. European boots crunch northern ice, Copenhagen crowds pay the price, chanting “Hands off Greenland!” through the sleet, Nuuk answers back with steady feet. A Hill-born lifeline tries to calm the tide, while the West Wing shrugs with a practiced stride.

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Verse 5

Richmond bells and a glass sky broken, a new governor steps with a vow just spoken. A spy turned steward with a pen held high, rolling back shackles with a steady eye. Beside her, a path long barred swings wide— a Muslim woman sworn, a Black voice at her side. Orders on the desk like sparks from the rail, no badge turned border in a courthouse tale.

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Verse 6

Carolina red clay, a fever’s flare, measles riding on the unmasked air. Classroom coughs, a cradle’s cry, herd lines fractured, embers fly. It leaps state lines on a restless wind, a warning written on a child’s skin. Shot by shot, the shield must rise, or history comes back in a cheap disguise.

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Bridge

Every headline’s a steel-string scar, every heartbeat drums where the wild ones are. We are the chorus that won’t unwind, a flare in the fog, a pulse in time.

Final Chorus

Outro

Hands off our hope, hands off our lives, we are the thunder that never divides. Raise it, blaze it—streetlight choir— tonight we burn brighter than the wire.

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