(Intro – soft then building) Lights out in the conflict zones, twenty-twenty-six again... (Verse 1) Russia's shadow stretches long across the Ukrainian plain, Grinding war continues, bringing endless pain. Defense contracts questioned, energy sector schemes, While anti-graft defenders face political extremes. Civilian centers targeted, infrastructure in the cross, Corruption undermines the fight at any cost. (Pre-Chorus) Sudan tears itself apart in its fourth brutal year, Rapid Support and Army forces spreading fear. Millions starving, displaced, the aid gets siphoned slow, Elite deals in the background keep the conflict's glow. (Chorus) Forty-two flames are burning, global score so low, Corruption in the war zones where the righteous winds don't blow. From the Sahel to the Middle East, Myanmar's endless night, Wars thrive on the payoffs, blocking out the light. Forty-two flames, forty-two flames, In twenty-twenty-six, we're calling out the names! (Verse 2) Gaza's streets in ruins after years of siege and strike, Fragile pauses broken by the next explosive spike. Humanitarian corridors twisted by control and greed, While accusations multiply on every side with speed. West Bank tensions rising with settlement disputes, Old hatreds fed by power plays and hidden pursuits. (Pre-Chorus) Myanmar's civil war rages with ethnic lines drawn deep, Junta profits flowing while the people weep. Over fifteen thousand lost in the battles fierce and raw, Corruption's quiet engine driving every flaw. (Chorus) Forty-two flames are burning... (Bridge – half-time, reflective) Transparency International painted the picture clear, One hundred eighty-two nations, most drowning in the fear. US drops to twenty-ninth at sixty-four its low, UK at twenty with seventy, democratic seeds don't grow. But clean performers stand—Denmark eighty-nine so bright, Showing what is possible when leaders choose the light. (Verse 3 – extended) Venezuela on the watchlist with military moves offshore, Maduro's era echoes even as new pressures pour. Sahel insurgencies spreading like a desert fire, Where weak governance and graft lift the conflict higher. Haiti gangs, Congo proxies, Syria's frozen scars, All connected by the thread of power behind the bars. (Outro Chorus – fading with echoes) Forty-two flames... will we let them consume? Or douse the corruption and let the healing bloom? In twenty-twenty-six, the data screams the truth— End the wars of profit, reclaim the hope of youth.
