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World on Fire, World in Wires
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World on Fire, World in Wires

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January 11, 2026
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World on Fire, World in Wires

Verse 1 – Iran

Tehran thunder, Mashhad cries, Yazd holds the line in the dark, Screens go silent, streets keep roaring, sparks against the spark. “Don’t back down,” the leader warns, courts sharpen holy swords, Yet chants climb higher over sirens, freedom storms the boulevards. An exiled prince calls, “Take the centers,” strike where the engines run, Across the oil and gas and power, dawn keeps pushing on. A warning from across the ocean, steel words hang in the air— But it’s the feet on the pavement that answer with a dare.

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Chorus

World on fire, world in wires, burning sky and buzzing lines, Borders shaking, voices waking, drums beneath the faulting times. Turn it louder, be the thunder, carry truth through broken night— When the lights go out, we become the light.


Verse 2 – Ukraine

Lviv hears a howl from the edge of Europe, cold breath on the gate, A new name in the missile lexicon, “impossible” on its face. Night rips open with wings and cinders, Kyiv counts the cost, Homes go dark in winter’s teeth, the compass feels lost. The Kremlin calls it payback for a shadow at a palace door, Kyiv and Washington shake their heads, denying the score. Kaja Kallas, steady timbre: it’s a message to the West— When the sky writes warnings, who will read them best?

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Chorus

World on fire, world in wires, burning sky and buzzing lines, Borders shaking, voices waking, drums beneath the faulting times. Turn it louder, be the thunder, carry truth through broken night— When the lights go out, we become the light.


Verse 3 – Australia Bushfires

Victoria’s breath is ember-red, the maps turn into flame, Longwood’s name rides smoke-filled winds, a wildfire’s ruthless claim. “Catastrophic” says the captain, “that’s as bad as it can be,” Weeks of ash and sleepless watch, a continent on one knee. Across the border sirens wail, the radio speaks “emergency,” Power slips from weary hands as heat bends every tree— But courage holds the fireline where the grass meets iron will, And rain is a promise everyone is praying to fulfill.

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Verse 4 – Greenland Standoff

In the Arctic glare, a vow gets harder: “Take it, one way or the other,” But island voices answer strong: “We’ll be ourselves, no other.” From Nuuk to Copenhagen, a warning rides the snow: An armed grab cracks the bedrock where old alliances grow. Across the table, diplomats set chairs and steady breath, Next week’s talk in careful tones, to pull us back from the edge. The ice remembers every footstep, every echo in the cold— Some places can’t be purchased, and some stories won’t be sold.

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Chorus

World on fire, world in wires, burning sky and buzzing lines, Borders shaking, voices waking, drums beneath the faulting times. Turn it louder, be the thunder, carry truth through broken night— When the lights go out, we become the light.


Verse 5 – L.A. Remembers

Candles along the canyon roads, a city bows its head, Eaton, Palisades—names etched where ash and heartbreak bled. A governor calls a day to honor, and hands reach out to heal, Relief for roofs and shattered dreams, a promise made real. From block to block, the lessons hard: clear the space, protect the door, Zone Zero lines around the home, to face the flame once more. The bill is heavy, the scars run deep, but neighbors stand as one— In the ash of what was taken, new foundations have begun.

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Verse 6 – CES in Vegas

Neon deserts hum with future, folding glass without a crease, Whispers say another giant waits to fold and never cease. Factories learn in silicon, Siemens shakes hands with green, Nvidia paints the engine rooms where thinking machines convene. Intel sharpens traveler’s blades, the XPS rides again, TSMC counts steady winds that fill the racks of tin. A stair-climbing cleaner struts like a bird, art TVs choose the view, Yet voices warn of “AI washing,” shine that doesn’t ring true.

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Final Chorus and Ending

World on fire, world in wires, burning sky and buzzing lines, Borders shaking, voices waking, drums beneath the faulting times. Turn it louder, be the thunder, carry truth through broken night— When the lights go out, we become the light. So raise your hands, from desert heat to ice that cuts like steel, From city streets to forest lines, we sing what’s raw and real. If the night throws down its shadow, we’ll answer with our might— Guitars like sirens, hearts like engines: We are the power. We are the light.

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