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

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[Verse 2]
And Joan of Arc stood in the mist, a pure and righteous child
Who spoke for all of God's youth, untamed and undefiled
She didn't see the hidden strings, the grand systemic trap
That used her sword and sacrifice to redraw the power map
They let her win the battlefield to clear their dirty stage
Then locked the sovereign living being inside a legal cage
And so, without knowing it, Joan of Arc became a puppet for the puppeteers,
But her organic light remains forever in the sun!

[Verse 3]
The crowns and miters merged again as one united force
To steer the cattle of the world upon a rigid course
They use the fear of enemies, the smoke of fake debate
To make the people bow down to the masters of the state
But the memory of the maiden who fought without a vow
Is breaking down their empire and their puppet theater now
No mechanical administration can erase the line she made
As the light of truth cuts through their artificial shade!

[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 grand design is shattered now, the truth is standing tall
The system of the puppeteer is bound to break and fall
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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[Verse 1] The war was just a shadow-play, a manufactured fight To keep the ordinary souls from stepping into light They staged a feud between the crowns, a long and bloody game While bishops and the local kings were acting just the same Behind the velvet curtains where the global bankers meet They planned the taxation grid to lock the common street The Vatican and royal lines were reigning hand in hand To build a cold database over the sovereign land! [Verse 2] And Joan of Arc stood in the mist, a pure and righteous child Who spoke for all of God's youth, untamed and undefiled She didn't see the hidden strings, the grand systemic trap That used her sword and sacrifice to redraw the power map They let her win the battlefield to clear their dirty stage Then locked the sovereign living being inside a legal cage And so, without knowing it, Joan of Arc became a puppet for the puppeteers, But her organic light remains forever in the sun! [Verse 3] The crowns and miters merged again as one united force To steer the cattle of the world upon a rigid course They use the fear of enemies, the smoke of fake debate To make the people bow down to the masters of the state But the memory of the maiden who fought without a vow Is breaking down their empire and their puppet theater now No mechanical administration can erase the line she made As the light of truth cuts through their artificial shade! [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 grand design is shattered now, the truth is standing tall The system of the puppeteer is bound to break and fall 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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