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Engines Out, World on a Wire
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Engines Out, World on a Wire

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March 6, 2026
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Engines Out, World on a Wire

Verse 1 — Strait of Hormuz

Steel hulls drifting where the desert meets the tide, The choke point’s locked, the sea lanes all denied. Revolutionary warnings scorch the radio sky, “Turn back,” they say, as oil flames rise. White ships promise shadows of an armed escort light, While gas fires dim in Doha’s night.

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Chorus

We ride the fault lines of a burning age, Engines stall and markets rage. From straits to streets to fevered screens, Hold the line through fractured dreams. Turn the lights back on, let the waters run, We won’t break—we’re forged to run.


Verse 2 — Evacuations

Boarding calls for hearts that beat in leave‑no‑trace, Homebound wings from the Gulf’s wide gates. Chartered hope, rerouted paths in a bruised blue dome, Terminals buzzing, finding their road home. Maps redraw the sky to skirt the flame, Stranded souls count courage more than pain.

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Chorus

We ride the fault lines of a burning age, Engines stall and markets rage. From straits to streets to fevered screens, Hold the line through fractured dreams. Turn the lights back on, let the waters run, We won’t break—we’re forged to run.


Verse 3 — War Powers and Loss

Marble halls echo with a tightened jaw, The reins stay loose on the hounds of war. A crossover vote, a promise of a harder hit, Allied thunder vows it won’t quit. And flags come home from a port of sand, Drone-borne fire, grief in folded hands.

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Verse 4 — Cuba Blackout

Havana hums in candle smoke and prayer, A boiling heart gone dark from fire and wear. Old wires sigh, the grid bends low, Fuel runs thin and turbines won’t go. Airfields whisper, “No lift tonight,” Waiting on dawn to bring back light.

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Chorus

We ride the fault lines of a burning age, Engines stall and markets rage. From straits to streets to fevered screens, Hold the line through fractured dreams. Turn the lights back on, let the waters run, We won’t break—we’re forged to run.


Verse 5 — Cloud Under Fire

A desert wind finds servers in the sand, Drones punch holes in the data land. Bahrain bruised, the Emirates struck, Status boards bleeding red and stuck. The cloud coughs smoke where it once sang clear, Code in the crosshairs, silence in the ear.

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Verse 6 — Markets in Freefall

The floorboards groan under trembling feet, Tickers weep, while crude climbs steep. Jet fuel bites and airlines fade, Heavy wings on a cost‑burned blade. An old giant buys its name back strong, Boss betting hard the storm won’t last long.

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Final Chorus

We ride the fault lines of a burning age, Engines stall and markets rage. From straits to streets to fevered screens, Hold the line through fractured dreams. Turn the lights back on, let the waters run, We won’t break—we’re forged to run.


Outro

Unchain the strait, let harbor bells cry, Light the Malecón, paint fire from the sky. Wake the servers, bring the flyers home, Steady the floor, let the wild wind roam. Drums like sirens, guitars like flame— Open the way tonight, remember our name.

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