[Verse 1]
In the halls of history, where rulers once stood,
Kings and queens in splendor, misunderstood.
Their crowns now gather dust, lost to the ages,
The power once held fades away on the pages.
Once they ruled the realms, with might and decree,
But shadows grow long, and we cease to see.
A resurgence whispers, a rhythm to fear,
Their echoes call softly, but the message is clear.

[Chorus]
Oh, can you hear the calling of those long gone?
As fortunes remind us, the wickedness drawn.
Money flows like rivers through the valleys of power,
In the land of the free, where greed takes the hour.
Awake, citizens, lend your ears to the sound,
For kings in a suit tread where hope is unbound.

[Verse 2]
Politicians standing tall, but are they so true?
Every handshake feels cold, every promise askew.
They rely on the donors, the money they crave,
In a dance of deception, they mislead the brave.
Big funders writing checks, they hold the pen tight,
In the chambers of one percent while we dim our own light.
The voices of the many drowned out by the calls,
Economic elites, in their gilded halls.

[Chorus]
Oh, can you hear the calling of those long gone?
As fortunes remind us, the wickedness drawn.
Money flows like rivers through the valleys of power,
In the land of the free, where greed takes the hour.
Awake, citizens, lend your ears to the sound,
For kings in a suit tread where hope is unbound.

[Bridge]
In the shadows they rise, with silver and gold,
Policies forged in whispers, ambitions so bold.
But wealth amplifies means, it dictates the tune,
Choosing who stands in power beneath the same moon.
Citizens weep softly, their dreams on the line,
While faceless orchestrators script every design.

[Verse 3]
Now don’t let their ruling shape what you believe,
There’s more to this world than wealth weaves to deceive.
Remember the stories, of those who once reigned,
The balance of power, unshackled and strained.
To the remnant of hope, do you hear the refrain?
A chorus once proud, within freedom’s domain.
It’s time for the many, to rise and reclaim,
The promise of democracy and weaken their game.

[Outro]
As the curtains draw back, let's stand proud and tall,
In the halls of tomorrow, we can shatter the thrall.
For history, we write, with each voice, every cheer,
In a land of the brave, let the truth be made clear.

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