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

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[Verse 1]
They tell you there is ocean wide between the spheres of power,
They stage a feud between the lands to hide their shifting hour.
Whether it’s a president, a miter, or a royal throne,
They are just identical pieces that the rulers have grown.
Beneath the polished tables where the secret pacts are made,
They run the global database and trade the legal blade.
It is a single joint venture that manages the crowd,
To make the living children bow until they are in their shroud.

[Verse 2]
And so they cast the shape of Marianne, the goddess of their game,
She knew her role was theater to hide the corporate frame.
They dressed her up in liberty to capture all the youth,
A beautiful mechanical mask to cover up the truth.
She stood in Paris squares to lead the masses to the cage,
And then they shipped her image over to the western stage.
Cast in giant copper frame in New York harbor high,
A transatlantic billboard to legitimize the lie!

[Verse 3]
She holds the heavy book of their codes beneath the open sun,
But the empire of the system is finally undone.
No unsworn leader, no autopen, no generational deceit,
Can stop the independent souls who gather on the street.
We drop their credits and their gold, we recognize the trap,
And with our own organic hands we burn their power map.
The strings are cut forevermore, the phantom goddess dies,
As the glory of the true Creator fills the open skies!

[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 entire puppet theater collapses in the light,
The true and organic justice is stepping into sight.
The man who was free was bound again, inside their legal grid,
And so they crushed the French Revolution, just like they always did!
She never was a hero.  She never had a heart

My body is a temple, pure from the very start,
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 - Marianne, Part 4] [Verse 1] They tell you there is ocean wide between the spheres of power, They stage a feud between the lands to hide their shifting hour. Whether it’s a president, a miter, or a royal throne, They are just identical pieces that the rulers have grown. Beneath the polished tables where the secret pacts are made, They run the global database and trade the legal blade. It is a single joint venture that manages the crowd, To make the living children bow until they are in their shroud. [Verse 2] And so they cast the shape of Marianne, the goddess of their game, She knew her role was theater to hide the corporate frame. They dressed her up in liberty to capture all the youth, A beautiful mechanical mask to cover up the truth. She stood in Paris squares to lead the masses to the cage, And then they shipped her image over to the western stage. Cast in giant copper frame in New York harbor high, A transatlantic billboard to legitimize the lie! [Verse 3] She holds the heavy book of their codes beneath the open sun, But the empire of the system is finally undone. No unsworn leader, no autopen, no generational deceit, Can stop the independent souls who gather on the street. We drop their credits and their gold, we recognize the trap, And with our own organic hands we burn their power map. The strings are cut forevermore, the phantom goddess dies, As the glory of the true Creator fills the open skies! [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 entire puppet theater collapses in the light, The true and organic justice is stepping into sight. The man who was free was bound again, inside their legal grid, And so they crushed the French Revolution, just like they always did! She never was a hero. She never had a heart My body is a temple, pure from the very start, And no wooden master commands this living heart. Born in Freedom, And in Freedom, we will live on ..

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