When a regime chants for destruction… When mountains hide the machines of annihilation… There comes a moment in history When strength becomes mercy. Seventy-nine, the banners flew A revolution the whole world knew Embassy walls, the hostage line Fifty-two souls and a warning sign From Tehran streets where protests died To prison gates where truth was tried The years rolled on, the threats grew loud “Wipe them out,” they swore and vowed Under desert rock and hardened ground Centrifuges spun without a sound Natanz carved deep, Fordow sealed Layers of stone their shield and field World leaders met with cautious tone Vienna halls and Geneva stone Treaties drafted, sanctions laid While common people bore the trade So stand before the storm rolls in Before the fire can begin Before one warhead leaves the ground And turns a nation into ash and sound America answers when called to lead With strength and faith in word and deed Not seeking war — but drawing the line Before the clock runs out on time A tiny land beneath the sun Learns to move when sirens run Fifteen seconds — children hide Iron shields light up the sky Rocket rain from north and south Defiance etched in every mouth Cafés open the very next day Faith refuses to drift away Sanctions meant to halt the climb Enrichment rising all the time Uranium inching weapons grade While deeper tunnels still were made Leaders safe in buried halls While markets emptied in city walls The cost was paid by those who could While power kept its underground good So stand before the storm rolls in Before annihilation’s wind Before a vow to end a land Becomes a launch from hidden sand With Israel shoulder-to-shoulder tight Two flags beneath the same blue light When freedom’s pressed and hope grows thin America stands. We step in. Strength is not hatred. Dominance is not pride. Sometimes stopping evil… Is the only way peace survives. Sung (deep, resonant): Precision forged for mountain stone To reach the depths where fear was grown Bunker-busters split the night Thunder rolling in righteous might Not to conquer. Not to claim. But to end a deadly game. If shutting down that hidden flame Prevents a world consumed in flame Then history may one day see This stand preserved humanity Stand before the storm rolls in Before destruction’s spiral spins Let hardened earth and secret schemes Give way to safer regional dreams With faith in God and courage sworn A guarded peace can still be born When darkness plots beneath the land America answers. We stand. Not because we love the sound of thunder… But because we love the sound of peace.
