[Title: The Puppets of the Power - The Tsarina of Russia, Part 4]

gypsy jazz, klezmer-influenced klezmer / Jewish folk, orchestral dramatic tango-film noir

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[Verse 1]
The drums of war began to roll across the eastern plain,
To trap her grand imperial crown inside the corporate chain.
The Emperor left his palace halls to take the front command,
Leaving the Empress all alone to rule the bleeding land.
Behind the heavy iron doors, she took the central floor,
To guard the hard administration and the palace door.
She thought her separate rule was absolute and grand,
Unaware that the shadow grid had already claimed the land.

[Verse 2]
The international merchants and the bankers of the square,
Calculated the absolute chaos while climbing up the stair.
They used her dark isolation and her folders full of dread,
To paralyze the food supply and turn the kingdom red.
The Tsarina believed her iron will was a sacred, unspent force,
A magnificent world leader on a meedogenloze course.
She didn't see the layout of the calculated net,
That used her inner court and codes to draw the ledger and collect!

[Verse 3]
They let her change the ministers and run the total net,
Recording every broken law to lock the crowd in debt.
No automated signature could feel the quiet strain,
Of how the matrix used her hand to reinforce the chain.
She trusted in the whisperings of her dark and ghostly guide,
To camouflage the vacancy where new directors hide.
The columns marched by millions through the freezing ice and rain,
While the system ran the numbers on the cost of human pain!

[Chorus]
The puppet theater is truly closing now,
the curtain falls and they stand exposed,
No more strings and no more crowns,
We watch with our Hands raised high,
And see them standing in the full light...

And they never acted like that again??
and they never acted like that again.??

Born in Freedom,
And in Freedom,
we will live on ..

[Outro]
The golden altars turn to lead, the ancient crowns will rust,
The manufactured empires will crumble into dust.
Or was it pride that made them blind??
Did they choose to lock their mind??

God says: Your Body is MY Temple
And no wooden master commands this living heart.
Born in Freedom,
And in Freedom,
we will live on ..

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[Title: The Puppets of the Power - The Tsarina of Russia, Part 4] [Verse 1] The drums of war began to roll across the eastern plain, To trap her grand imperial crown inside the corporate chain. The Emperor left his palace halls to take the front command, Leaving the Empress all alone to rule the bleeding land. Behind the heavy iron doors, she took the central floor, To guard the hard administration and the palace door. She thought her separate rule was absolute and grand, Unaware that the shadow grid had already claimed the land. [Verse 2] The international merchants and the bankers of the square, Calculated the absolute chaos while climbing up the stair. They used her dark isolation and her folders full of dread, To paralyze the food supply and turn the kingdom red. The Tsarina believed her iron will was a sacred, unspent force, A magnificent world leader on a meedogenloze course. She didn't see the layout of the calculated net, That used her inner court and codes to draw the ledger and collect! [Verse 3] They let her change the ministers and run the total net, Recording every broken law to lock the crowd in debt. No automated signature could feel the quiet strain, Of how the matrix used her hand to reinforce the chain. She trusted in the whisperings of her dark and ghostly guide, To camouflage the vacancy where new directors hide. The columns marched by millions through the freezing ice and rain, While the system ran the numbers on the cost of human pain! [Chorus] The puppet theater is truly closing now, the curtain falls and they stand exposed, No more strings and no more crowns, We watch with our Hands raised high, And see them standing in the full light... And they never acted like that again?? and they never acted like that again.?? Born in Freedom, And in Freedom, we will live on .. [Outro] The golden altars turn to lead, the ancient crowns will rust, The manufactured empires will crumble into dust. Or was it pride that made them blind?? Did they choose to lock their mind?? God says: Your Body is MY Temple And no wooden master commands this living heart. Born in Freedom, And in Freedom, we will live on ..

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