From the shadows of the globe they come, Top brass in stars and stripes, on the run. Hegseth's call echoes through the night, Generals and admirals, boarding flights. From Pacific waves to desert sands, Europe's fronts and foreign lands, Rushing to Quantico's secure gate, Whispers of war, sealing fate. **Chorus:** Oh, generals and admirals, hear the alarm, Sirens wail in the gathering storm. Hundreds summoned, no reason why, World on fire, under blood-red sky. Chess pieces move on a board so vast, Venezuela burns, shadows cast. China's dragon, Russia's bear, Middle East flames, danger everywhere. Boats blown up off cartel shores, Armadas wait, stealth fighters soar. Iran plots in the veil of night, Taiwan trembles in the coming fight. Drones invade NATO's sacred space, Jets scream through the endless chase. Secure lines hacked, or so they fear, Face to face, the end draws near. **Chorus:** Oh, generals and admirals, feel the chill, Panic spreads, the air stands still. Hundreds gathered in Virginia's hold, Secrets whispered, stories untold. Drug wars rage, empires clash, Ukraine bleeds in the thunder's crash. What brews in the Pentagon's hall? A line in sand, or the final call? Firing squads or battle cries? Imminent threats under disguise. Not virtual words on a glowing screen, But boots on ground, the in-between. Hope it's bluster, a speech so bold, Not the spark that turns the world cold. Pray for peace in this frantic race, But the board is set, the pieces in place. **Outro:** Oh, generals and admirals, stand your ground, As the drums of doom begin to sound. From hotspots flaring across the sea, This could ignite World War Three.