[Title: The Puppets of the Power - The Crown and the Sword, Part 1]

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[Verse 1]
She arrived from Vienna with a crown made of silver and gold,
To the grandest palaces where the fates of the nations were sold.
In the gardens of Versailles she danced through the visual design,
Unaware of the hidden ledger books and the dark financial line.
She thought she held the secrets of the Austrian imperial court,
To play her own political game for the supreme royal transport.
But the unsworn ministers just watched from their administrative floor,
Using her luxury as a folder to anger the crowd at the door!

[Verse 2]
The local wealthy merchants and the bankers who managed the state,
Calculated the interest while she feasted on silver and plate.
They hid the true deficits, they whispered their corporate deceit,
To make sure the ordinary public would starve on the cobblestone street.
Marie-Antoinette believed her power was sovereign and high,
A beautiful mechanical mask to cover their treacherous lie.
She didn't see the layout of the calculated shadow play,
That used her name and her pride to trade the French kingdom away.

[Verse 3]
They let her spend the fortunes to build her artificial grid,
Recording her automated expenses to hide what the politicians did.
No automated signature could feel the quiet, rising strain,
Of how the machine used her status just to camouflage the chain.
She thought she was the master of her own diplomatic course,
But she was a puppet of the system, driven by a nameless force.
The web was closing in around her golden fortress walls,
As the echo of the puppet show filled the imperial halls!

[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 cages will fall apart, the legal structures rust,
The manufactured empires will crumble into dust.
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 - The Crown and the Sword, Part 1] [Verse 1] She arrived from Vienna with a crown made of silver and gold, To the grandest palaces where the fates of the nations were sold. In the gardens of Versailles she danced through the visual design, Unaware of the hidden ledger books and the dark financial line. She thought she held the secrets of the Austrian imperial court, To play her own political game for the supreme royal transport. But the unsworn ministers just watched from their administrative floor, Using her luxury as a folder to anger the crowd at the door! [Verse 2] The local wealthy merchants and the bankers who managed the state, Calculated the interest while she feasted on silver and plate. They hid the true deficits, they whispered their corporate deceit, To make sure the ordinary public would starve on the cobblestone street. Marie-Antoinette believed her power was sovereign and high, A beautiful mechanical mask to cover their treacherous lie. She didn't see the layout of the calculated shadow play, That used her name and her pride to trade the French kingdom away. [Verse 3] They let her spend the fortunes to build her artificial grid, Recording her automated expenses to hide what the politicians did. No automated signature could feel the quiet, rising strain, Of how the machine used her status just to camouflage the chain. She thought she was the master of her own diplomatic course, But she was a puppet of the system, driven by a nameless force. The web was closing in around her golden fortress walls, As the echo of the puppet show filled the imperial halls! [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 cages will fall apart, the legal structures rust, The manufactured empires will crumble into dust. 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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