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Straits of Fire, Drums of Peace

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March 31, 2026

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Straits of Fire, Drums of Peace

Verse 1

He swore he’d turn the lights to black from Kharg to the coast, Crack wells and salt the seas where the desal rivers flow. Said he’s talking to a gentler ghost in Tehran’s halls, While Tehran said, you’re dreaming, we don’t answer those calls. A tanker burned in harbor, smoke clawed at the sky, Oil sang a higher fever as the IEA cried “why.” Treasury vowed to take the chokepoint inch by will, Spain shut the skies, and NATO’s nerves ran chill.

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Chorus

Straits of fire, engines groan, World on edge and markets moan. Borders bleed, the headlines scream, Lay down your weapons, wake from the dream. All roads running higher, growth running slow, Turn the war drums down, let the waters flow.

Verse 2

Boots on decks and rotor thunder in a restless sea, Maps circle Kharg, and shore guns marked for a strike to be. Quick plans whispered, raids to quiet steel along the shoal, A carrier’s shadow tests the line, Tehran swears it won’t roll. They warn of a southern gate where new storms could ignite, Troops spread across the distance, waiting for the night.

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Chorus

Verse 3

The Fund rang the bell: this shock goes wide and deep, Importers feel the hunger, Europe shivers in its sleep. Fields cry for feed and powder, prices bite the bone, Ministers call the money priests from screens and gilded phones. They warn the wheel turns heavier wherever tankers stall, When a single throat is strangled, the body feels it all.

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Verse 4

In the east a swarm of metal darkened out the day, Lines buckled, sirens howled, a ward was torn away. No truce on the horizon, just the chalk of falling arcs, Kyiv pleads for shields while focus splits in sparks. Moscow feeds Tehran the eyes that watch the waves, And Ukraine sends its hunters to guard far, distant graves.

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Chorus

Verse 5

In Rome the palms were waving as the crowd became a sea, The pontiff raised a whisper that became a thunder plea: The King of Peace rejects your war, your prayers won’t pass that gate, Put down the swords you polish in the names you consecrate. In Jerusalem a shepherd met a barricaded stone, War wrote its law on holy doors and sent him back alone.

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Verse 6

Across the Indus, backroom echoes, paper promises and vows, No split atoms, hand the hot steel back, unbind the proxy bow. Some say ships were given passage as a sign the lock could melt, Tehran shakes its head and says that’s not the hand we dealt. Cairo, Riyadh, and Ankara sat with the host to ease the flame, Red flags crossed the channel while Lebanon’s named in blame.

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Bridge

From Kharg to Kyiv, from Hormuz to Rome, From thundered decks to shattered domes, We’re chained to straits, to price and pain, To prayers in rain, to steel refrain.

Final Chorus / Outro

Straits of fire, engines groan, World on edge and markets moan. Borders bleed, the headlines scream, Lay down your weapons, wake from the dream. Open the waters, unclench the fist, Ground the drones in a quiet mist. Turn the carriers, dim the rage, Let the bells drown out the cage. Lay down your weapons, let the children sleep, Break these chains the seas can’t keep. Straits of fire, drums of peace, Turn down the war—let mercy release.

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