[Title: The Puppets of the Power - Gandhi, Part 3]

gypsy jazz, Indian classical (sitar-led), theatrical/organ-driven fusion (colonial)

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[Verse 1]
In the dark and heavy shadow of the post-war corporate floor,
A new decree was written down behind the counting door.
The Rowlatt law was carried out across the eastern square,
To lock the entire population in a network of despair.
They gave the state the private codes to capture and detain,
To throw a living sovereign soul inside a digital chain.
They told the crowd that safety was the absolute design,
While the unsworn ministers sat down along the banking line.

[Verse 2]
The house of Rothschild calculated registers all night,
With Kuhn Loeb and Company, they watched the coming fight.
They needed Gandhi on the stage to preach his gentle way,
To make sure that the raging crowd would peacefully obey.
The lawyer believed his passive march was a sacred, unspent force,
A magnificent world leader on a desperate, driving course.
He didn't see the layout of the trans-atlantic net,
That used the emergency decrees to draw the ledger and collect!

[Verse 3]
They let him lead the hunger strikes and run the total net,
Recording every peaceful sign to lock the crown in debt.
No automated signature could feel the quiet strain,
Of how the shadow families were reinforcing the chain.
While the public square was focusing upon his holy fast,
The central banking framework was established at the last.
The columns marched by millions 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...

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 - Gandhi, Part 3] [Verse 1] In the dark and heavy shadow of the post-war corporate floor, A new decree was written down behind the counting door. The Rowlatt law was carried out across the eastern square, To lock the entire population in a network of despair. They gave the state the private codes to capture and detain, To throw a living sovereign soul inside a digital chain. They told the crowd that safety was the absolute design, While the unsworn ministers sat down along the banking line. [Verse 2] The house of Rothschild calculated registers all night, With Kuhn Loeb and Company, they watched the coming fight. They needed Gandhi on the stage to preach his gentle way, To make sure that the raging crowd would peacefully obey. The lawyer believed his passive march was a sacred, unspent force, A magnificent world leader on a desperate, driving course. He didn't see the layout of the trans-atlantic net, That used the emergency decrees to draw the ledger and collect! [Verse 3] They let him lead the hunger strikes and run the total net, Recording every peaceful sign to lock the crown in debt. No automated signature could feel the quiet strain, Of how the shadow families were reinforcing the chain. While the public square was focusing upon his holy fast, The central banking framework was established at the last. The columns marched by millions 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... 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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