THE WHOLE WORLD IS A FRONT LINE

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[Intro] September second The silence broke One strike became an answer One answer became a war [Verse 1] American fire over Iranian skies Missiles answering before sunrise Bases shaking from Bahrain to Iraq Every blow pulling another one back Tankers burning where the black tides roll Two sailors lost in the fight for oil Warships turning beneath missile rain Hormuz choking like a closing vein They struck the radar, they struck the fleet They mined the water beneath our feet Traffic vanished, crude climbed high Smoke drew borders across the sky [Pre-Chorus] Pressure the route Force another way Strike the escape Make the whole world pay [Chorus] The whole world is a front line now Every port, every wire, every sacred town From Hormuz to the Black Sea shore There are no sidelines anymore The war doesn’t knock It enters through the grid Through the price of the fuel Through the things they never said The whole world is a front line now Nobody remembers how to stand down [Verse 2] The Houthis moved where the Red Sea bends Mokha fell and the old truce ended Perim Island, Dhubab ground Bab el-Mandeb tightening down Saudi pipelines built to bypass war Found the drones arriving at their door Mecca’s horizon, Riyadh’s flame Yanbu’s defenses entered the game Aramco towers felt the blast Airports closed as missiles passed Britain’s fighters, France on the sand Egypt waiting with orders in hand A regional war without a name Every ally stepping into the frame Nobody declares it, nobody withdraws They call it defense while widening the cause [Chorus - Repeat] [Verse 3 - Rap] Tankers down, merchant crews dead Navigation warnings painting seas red Ships are sinking, oil slick spreading Insurance rising while diplomats are betting Offer a passage, blockade a port Negotiate peace while preparing support Seven conditions and a carrier group Secret strikes and another troop movement The president talks, the vice president breaks Congress shifts while the whole region waits One side says pressure, one side says cease Both load weapons while discussing peace Iran reaches through electronic haze Claims it can capture what America flies One drone recovered, seven proclaimed Truth and deception fight on the same terrain Fear needs no missile Doubt needs no flame If the pilot questions the signal The weapon has already changed [Breakdown] Blind the radar Break the chain Strike the tanker Block the lane Force a route Strike it too Make every road Lead back to you [Verse 4] Kyiv’s headquarters burned in the night Russia sent cheaper missiles into the fight Training targets converted to rain Draining the Patriots again and again Ukraine answered through refinery fire Data centers glowing beneath the wire Drones crossed borders, ships went down NATO fighters hunting above NATO ground Romanian waters, Bulgarian graves Merchant sailors swallowed by waves One interception, one mistake One more border beginning to break America needs the same defenses For Saudi, Israel and Ukrainian trenches Different wars with one supply Every interceptor chooses who might die [Bridge] Farther south, the markets burned Sudan’s war crossed as borders blurred Ethiopia watched the frontier close Old enemies feeding each other’s foes Abyei, Tigray, Darfur flame Different banners, familiar game A local war becomes something more When neighboring states begin keeping score [Verse 5] Then China gathered beyond Taiwan A hundred vessels moving at dawn Not only circling the island’s side Practicing how to keep help outside Carriers east where the allies would come Area denial beneath the sun No invasion order, no opening fire Every formation pulling tighter Soldiers trained where the pine trees stand To bury thousands beneath the land Preparing for war without open skies No safe runway to carry the fallen at night [Final Chorus] The whole world is a front line now Every sea, every signal, every border town From Taiwan to the Persian shore There are no sidelines anymore The war doesn’t knock It enters through the screen Through the water and the wheat Through the spaces in between Every ceasefire is a countdown Every ally is a tripwire Every warning feeds the fire Nobody remembers how to stand down [Final Breakdown] Separate wars One supply chain Separate skies The same missile rain Separate fronts One machine Oil and data Ports and seas Pressure the route Force another way Strike the escape Make the whole world pay [Outro] A tanker calls Mayday A radar disappears A drone changes direction A border fills with fear The diplomats keep talking The armies keep their pace Peace becomes the interval Between one strike And the next