Part B7: The Red Drum (V6)

[General prompt: Operatic heavy metal, march rhythms. Mexican tamborazo intro followed by transition to Russian orchestra. Alternating Spanish/Russian/German.] [intro] [A] [D] [E7] [A] [E7] [A] [D] [E7] [A] [Verse 1 – Mexico : Mariachi trumpet, then heavy guitar] Zapata’s horse on the southern plain The land is not for sale – it’s the dead’s domain (Tierra y Libertad!) [Chorus : Full choir, anvil strikes] (From Morelos to the Neva, from Verdun to the Isar!) We are the drum that beats the Tsar The land, the peace, the loaf of bread The mutineer’s kiss on the officer’s head [Verse 2 – Russia 1917 : Dark, bass-heavy, like a winter storm] The women in the breadlines said "enough" The Tsar’s crown fell in the Petrograd slush (Peace, bread, land – and all the land to the soviets!) [Guitar solo – furious, then a sad folk melody] [Verse 3 – Mutinies 1917: Disjointed, like a broken march] The soldiers of the Chemin des Dames refused We will not die for a general’s excuse (Red flags on the trenches!) [Chorus : Full choir, anvil strikes] (From Morelos to the Neva, from Verdun to the Isar!) We are the drum that beats the Tsar The land, the peace, the loaf of bread The mutineer’s kiss on the officer’s head [Verse 4 – Bavaria 1919: Organ and brass, solemn] Eisner’s ghost in the Munich night The Soviet Republic, a brief red light (Freikorps knives – but the dream stays) [Chorus : Full choir, anvil strikes] (From Morelos to the Neva, from Verdun to the Isar!) We are the drum that beats the Tsar The land, the peace, the loaf of bread The mutineer’s kiss on the officer’s head (Outro) [Single balalaika, fading] ...They shot us. But the drum still rolls. [A] [D] [E7] [A] [E7] [A] [D] [E7] [A]