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Sirens, Wires, and Whispered Oaths
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Sirens, Wires, and Whispered Oaths

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28. Februar 2026
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Sirens, Wires, and Whispered Oaths

Verse 1

Over Kabul the night split wide, engines droned like a grieving tide, a minister named it open war, the border burned from door to door. Both sides swore the other bled, posts fell, the mountains said, rumors rode on the winter air, a top voice silenced—no one’s sure where. Far capitals called for talk, not fire, but the valley answered with a choir of wire.

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Verse 2

By the lake of careful words, negotiators caged their birds, said the talking’s tough but real, sketched the shape of a fragile deal. Enrichment argued, trust defined, cameras promised, lines aligned, they swore no bombs would cross that line, and left for labs beneath Vienna’s sign. Options waited, quiet, cold, as hope and worry shared a fold.

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Chorus

Hold the line, keep a lantern in the rain, when the headlines howl, remember names. Between the drumbeat and the dove, we are choices, we are love. Raise your voice where echoes run, be the word that outshines the gun.


Verse 3

An inbox flashed in a restless land, the envoy’s note, a trembling hand: if you want to leave, then go today, as carriers cut a steel-blue way. The buildup groaned like an old machine, the president walked a narrow beam, said he’d rather spare the sword, but drew a hard line on that core.

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Verse 4

In a room of code and light, someone drew a different fight: no eyes to track a nation’s breath, no ghosted trigger handing death. The order came to close the door, badge and server, friend no more. Another shop said red lines too, now brass and silicon talk it through.

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Chorus

Hold the line, keep a lantern in the rain, when the headlines howl, remember names. Between the drumbeat and the dove, we are choices, we are love. Raise your voice where echoes run, be the word that outshines the gun.


Verse 5

Behind the curtains on the Hill, a former leader held still. Said he saw nothing, did no wrong, denied the faces in those songs. Met a shadow years ago, never sailed to that island’s glow. A partner stood the day before, called for questions at one more door.

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Verse 6

At the home front’s guarded gate, paychecks thinned and clocks ran late. Airport lines and quiet scans, promises written on empty hands. Disasters trimmed to only need, trusted crews without their feed. One side begged for body cams, to tame the flash of breaking rams; the other braced, refused the rein— and so the week began again.

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Final Chorus

Hold the line, keep a lantern in the rain, when the headlines howl, remember names. Between the drumbeat and the dove, we are choices, we are love. Turn the sirens into songs, make the quiet fierce and strong— Let the rooftops answer back, let the midnight find its track, Be the thunder that won’t kill, be the courage, be the will. When the wires spark and walls confine, raise your hands—redraw the line.

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