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Borders of Fire, Skies of Ice

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Borders of Fire, Skies of Ice

Verse 1 — Gaza’s Last Echo

They dug through silence in a northern grave, Brought a fallen officer home from the wave. A painful chapter laid down to rest, A brokered truce moves on to its next. Rafah’s gate creaks open with sand in its gears, A nation exhales for the first time in years. From the podium, praise rides the air, But the cost still lingers everywhere.

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Chorus

We’re living at the edge of fire and frost, Finding our way through the lines we’ve crossed. Thunder in the headlines, hearts on the wire, Cold winds, hot streets, and a world on fire. Hold on, hold tight, don’t fade from the light— We sing through the storm and the night.

Verse 2 — Fern over America

They named the storm like a whisper with teeth, From border to border it gnawed at the streets. Homes went dark, the runways froze, Steel birds grounded, nobody goes. Ice on magnolias, drifts on the pines, Sirens and sleds crossing thin lines. Hands by the heaters, breath turns to blade, Counting the losses no headline can fade.

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Verse 3 — Lviv Under a Hypersonic Sky

A new cold thunder screams over the west, Oreshnik carving a scar in the chest. Near a shielded border, the sirens confess, Drones and rockets in a ruthless press. Moscow calls it payback for a ghost in the night, Kyiv denies, still buries the night. From London to Paris to Berlin’s stone square, They call it escalation in the freezing air.

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Chorus

Verse 4 — The Door from Geneva

The eagle turns and walks out the door, Leaves a red cross flag on a cold marble floor. Largest giver packs up its dues, Geneva replies, “we all stand to lose.” Doctors warn, “this weakens the guard,” Pandemics don’t care about politics or scars. Unpaid promises hang in the hall, The waiting room’s crowded for us all.

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Verse 5 — Republic Day Rising

Delhi’s drums ring under winter sun, A constitution’s promise, old and young. Indonesian banners, stars from the EU, March with the tricolor cutting through blue. “Vande Mataram” painted across the sky, A pilot’s courage lifts spirits high. From across the ocean, congratulations fly— Ties in the Indo-Pacific, knotted to try.

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Verse 6 — Bridges of Trade, Fields of Doubt

After ages of bargaining smoke, A pen finally finished the stroke. World’s widest market opens its gate, Tariffs tumble, cargo celebrates. But tractors roar where the soil is thin, Farmers fear prices they can’t outrun. In Brussels the gavel calls for delay, Courts weigh the deal while the docks pray.

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Bridge

Deals and departures, sirens and songs, One world breaking, one world strong. Hands on the wheel, eyes on the road, Carrying grief and a shared, heavy load. If hope is a fuse and truth is a spark, Light it together and beat back the dark.

Final Chorus

We’re living at the edge of fire and frost, Finding our way through the lines we’ve crossed. Thunder in the headlines, hearts on the wire, Cold winds, hot streets, and a world on fire. Raise your voice high, let the timbers ignite— We’ll turn this storm into daylight tonight!

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