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Fault Lines and Front Lines
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Fault Lines and Front Lines

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February 24, 2026
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Fault Lines and Front Lines

Verse 1 — Ukraine

Years roll like tank treads over winter roads, The biggest, bleakest fight Europe’s seen in a lifetime. Names are carved where the cold wind blows, Families scattered, sirens cut through the skyline. Europe strings a lifeline, leaders ride to Kyiv’s light, A coalition gathers, standing with Zelensky through the night.

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Chorus

We’re living on fault lines and front lines tonight, War drums, courtrooms, blackouts, and byte. When the sky goes dark and the headlines bite, Turn up the amps, hold the line, light the night.


Verse 2 — Supreme Court Tariffs

A gavel falls, and the engine of trade backfires, Court says the reach went farther than the law. The president roars, sets fresh global wires, A quick-burn tariff with a ticking clock’s claw. He blasts the bench, while boardrooms press rewind, “Cut us a check,” say the ledgers left behind.

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Verse 3 — U.S.–Iran Talks

Geneva’s glass reflects a wary dawn, Oman whispers between guarded doors. Tehran says the signals glow head-on, Guiding lines sketched, maybe peace in the cores. But carriers prowl while the hawks take aim, Students fill the streets, chanting the fallen’s name.

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Chorus

We’re living on fault lines and front lines tonight, War drums, courtrooms, blackouts, and byte. When the sky goes dark and the headlines bite, Turn up the amps, hold the line, light the night.


Verse 4 — DHS Shutdown

Homeland hums on half-lit power, Parties brawl on the borders of the law. Roving stops, tighter warrants, body cams in the hour, After a life was taken, a nation feels the raw. Most hands work on without a wage, PreCheck flickers back, FEMA holds the stage.

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Verse 5 — Northeast Blizzard

A bomb cyclone with a hard-edged name, Turns avenues to arctic, the coastline to foam. Record crowns claimed in snowbound fame, City sirens quiet, runways turned to stone. Rare warnings scream, governors hit stop, Lines sag low, the grid begins to drop.

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We’re living on fault lines and front lines tonight, War drums, courtrooms, blackouts, and byte. When the sky goes dark and the headlines bite, Turn up the amps, hold the line, light the night.


Verse 6 — AI Shocks the Street

On the ticker, a blue giant slips, As Claude Code points at COBOL’s bones. Legacy halls feel aftershocks and rips, ATMs whisper in that old machine tone. “Seasons not ages,” say the coders at the gate, Markets shake as AI redraws fate.

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Final Chorus and Coda

We’re living on fault lines and front lines tonight, War drums, courtrooms, blackouts, and byte. If the world goes wild and the wires ignite, Crank up the gain, make darkness take flight— Hold the line, hold the line, From Kyiv to the coast, through code and the cold, Hold the line, hold the line, Raise a roar so fierce it breaks the mold— Light the night! Light the night! We won’t fade, we’ll amplify— Light the night! Light the night! On the fault lines, we rise and electrify!

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