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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Smoke over Tehran roofs
Old men on rusted thrones shake
We’re writing names on every wall
In colors they can’t erase
Mothers hide phones in flour
Kids learn new words for “free”
We bury fear like contraband
And pass the spark in the street
[Chorus]
We are the fire
They are the fading sound
Beat of a million hearts brings the statues down
From every rooftop
All of the cities shout
Iran
Iran
Rising from ashes of the crown
[Verse 2]
Boots thunder down our halls
They drag the dawn in late
But you can’t blind a whole sunrise
Or handcuff blood and fate
Sisters cut braids like chains
Brothers hold lines
Don’t break
If every step is a fault line
Then let the country quake
[Chorus]
We are the fire
They are the fading sound
Beat of a million hearts brings the statues down
From every rooftop
All of the cities shout
Iran
Iran
Rising from ashes of the crown
[Bridge]
[Drums drop
Crowd claps in unison]
Say their names
(louder, louder)
Say their names
(never gone)
For every cell
For every grave
We plant a flag
We keep the flame
[Chorus]
We are the fire
They are the fading sound
Beat of a million hearts brings the statues down
From every rooftop
All of the cities shout
Iran
Iran
Rising from ashes of the crown
Details
GeneratedFeb 3, 2026
Duration3:09
LanguageTL
Style
rock, Anthemic stadium rock, mid-tempo march that explodes into a massive chant-along chorus; gritty overdriven guitars, tom-heavy drums, and a unison gang vocal hook. Verses sit in a tense, palm-muted groove, then open into wide, sustained power chords and stacked harmonies on the refrain; bridge drops to drum-and-voice before a final, higher-key chorus. Male vocals, raw and urgent, with crowd shouts in the background.
Credits
Prompt byOrganicInput599
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A song for Iran revolution 2026, rock
