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Fault Lines and Deadlines

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Fault Lines and Deadlines

Verse 1

In Hong Kong’s sleepless glare, a tycoon of ink takes the stand, Apple pages turned to ash beneath a sweeping security brand. The harshest sentence yet for words they called seditious fire, Rights groups call it cruel, say the clock became a wire. From London and Washington to Brussels, Taipei, Canberra’s light, Voices lift his name, urge the bars to open to the night.

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Chorus

Turn up the noise, the world’s on the wire, From prison bars to ceasefire choirs, Crowns will quake, ballots blaze, We ride the fault lines through the haze. Sirens wail, guitars bleed, Truth keeps rolling at breakneck speed.

Verse 2

Across the steppe of static, a deadline hums like a drum, The road to peace marks early summer, next stop: Miami sun. While grids go dark under swarms, the sky a steel-winged choir, Kyiv won’t leave the Donbas line though Moscow stacks the wire. Still through smoke a narrow mercy, prisoners cross the snow, Hand to hand the trade of sorrow, a fragile undertow.

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Verse 3

In Moscow’s frozen mirror, a shadow moves in close, A general built of secrets falls to winter’s ghost. He wakes to sterile daylight, blame nailed to Kyiv’s door, A suspect flown from desert nights, a whisper’s captured core. Skripal’s haunted footnotes, cyber scars that last, Another strike on brass as restless empires clash.

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Verse 4

In Westminster’s narrow halls, the whispers turn to shouts, A chief of staff drops the keys, the comms chief follows out. A gilded post to Washington set every headline ablaze, Tangled ties to a fallen name ignite the party’s maze. Scotland’s call says step aside, the Chancellor holds the line, A leader walks a fraying rope where trust and power grind.

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Verse 5

Far east the ballots thunder, a gamble meets its prize, The ruling crest keeps rising on a wave of youthful eyes. A trailblazing woman steering, firm on state and steel, Talk of turning pacifism’s page, of hardening the shield. The map glows fierce and certain, a mandate forged in flame, Conservative winds are blowing, and they’re calling out her name.

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Verse 6

On the edge of ocean light, Portugal writes its sign, A moderate takes the palace in a rare runoff’s shine. A far-right roar receding as districts bow like grain, Yet in the House, that banner stands to press its claim again. The post may seem ceremonial, but it hides a quiet sword, He vows to bridge the chambers, keep the compass toward accord.

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Bridge

Bars, bullets, ballots, backrooms, Deadlines burning into moons, Signals flicker, hearts align, Storms are clocks we learn to time.

Final Chorus

Turn up the noise, the world’s on the wire, From prison bars to ceasefire choirs, Crowns will quake, ballots blaze, We ride the fault lines through the haze. Raise your fists to the headline sky, We won’t go quiet, we won’t stand by— When ink is chained and thunder roars, We are the riff that breaks the doors.

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