Puppeteers of the Ephemeral (Mashup)

[intro] The shifting tides of culture are decreed, Not by the hand of nature or of grace, But by the calculus of hidden greed, To steer the choices of the human race. [solo DJ Turntable Scratching Interlude] The transient trends that populace obeys, Are manufactured by a stealthy hand, Designed to cultivate a fleeting craze, And harvest profit from a blind command. [solo Vinyl Scratch] We cast aside the timeless and the true, Subservient to the whims of the elite, Who cloak the old within the guise of new, And orchestrate a triumph of deceit. [break] [Chorus] [Female vocalizations] Ah... mmh... ahh... Oh... ah... mmh... [Breathy female moans] Ah... ah... oh... Oh, how the masses mindlessly conform, To artificial doctrines of the day, Blind to the schemers who conjure the storm, And lead the collective intellect astray. [Chorus] [Female vocalizations] Ah... mmh... ahh... Oh... ah... mmh... [Breathy female moans] Ah... ah... oh...