[Title: The Puppets of the Power - The Global Net, Part 1]

gypsy jazz, industrial, orchestral (dark corporate strings)

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[Verse 1]
Inside the early fifty blocks, behind a heavy screen,
The managers of every shaft maintained the parallel scene.
The leader Truman signed the book to spark the western flame,
To push the columns to the line and run the warfare game.
The partner James Forrestal wrote the ledger on the floor,
To substitute the native peace with grand defense bond law.
The Vatican, the Bank, the Crown worked synchronously as one,
To lock the international chains before the race was won!

[Verse 2]
The international merchants and the managers of the square,
Calculated the weather bonds while climbing up the stair.
The house of Rothschild inside London drew the inner line,
To buy the strategic property and block the light divine.
The master named Algera papered down the flood by text,
A magnificent mechanical power that the Zeeuwse fields annexed.
They didn't see the layout of the three-way corporate net,
That used the new engineered dam just to draw the ledger and collect!

[Verse 3]
The hidden lawyer Lord McNair directed the regime,
To keep the sovereign population underneath the legal split machine.
The managers of state courts controlled the central press,
To contaminate the native laws and maintain the long distress.
The living witnesses today still look back at the frame,
How every single government has played the lying game.
The columns marched by thousands through the dust and through the mud,
While the system ran the numbers on the cost of human blood!

[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...

What ??  
Why do they still act like that ??
They still act like that??

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.
There was no PRIDE On there side, 
just greed so 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 Global Net, Part 1] [Verse 1] Inside the early fifty blocks, behind a heavy screen, The managers of every shaft maintained the parallel scene. The leader Truman signed the book to spark the western flame, To push the columns to the line and run the warfare game. The partner James Forrestal wrote the ledger on the floor, To substitute the native peace with grand defense bond law. The Vatican, the Bank, the Crown worked synchronously as one, To lock the international chains before the race was won! [Verse 2] The international merchants and the managers of the square, Calculated the weather bonds while climbing up the stair. The house of Rothschild inside London drew the inner line, To buy the strategic property and block the light divine. The master named Algera papered down the flood by text, A magnificent mechanical power that the Zeeuwse fields annexed. They didn't see the layout of the three-way corporate net, That used the new engineered dam just to draw the ledger and collect! [Verse 3] The hidden lawyer Lord McNair directed the regime, To keep the sovereign population underneath the legal split machine. The managers of state courts controlled the central press, To contaminate the native laws and maintain the long distress. The living witnesses today still look back at the frame, How every single government has played the lying game. The columns marched by thousands through the dust and through the mud, While the system ran the numbers on the cost of human blood! [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... What ?? Why do they still act like that ?? They still act like that?? 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. There was no PRIDE On there side, just greed so 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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