**Verse 1**

The act of seduction required not much art,

they promised salvation, crossing their hearts.

Like wolves in the twilight, they circle, they feed,

on hunger, on longing, on silence, on need.

You’re like a prey, perhaps a trembling hare,

alone in the shadowed night, panicking in fear.

the shadows loom, your heartbeat’s loud,

while unseen watchers stalk the crowd.

**Chorus 1**

Power thrives on weakness and deceit,

weakness and deceit,

weakness and deceit—

but they call it democracy.

**Verse 2**

The preacher’s hymn conceals a snare,

a velvet blessing masks despair.

We kneel and swallow every phrase,

an embellished truth that rots with age.

**Verse 3**

The factory hums, spewing out smoke

The workers sweat, under the yoke

The engines sing, a hymn from Hell

But anguish is endured, since profits swell.

**Chorus 2**

Power thrives on coercion and fear,

coercion and fear,

coercion and fear—

but they call it democracy.

**Bridge**

Yet cracks appear in every wall,

a whispered truth outlives the hall.

The night is long, the stage is set—

but power hasn’t won just yet.

**Chorus 1**

Power thrives on weakness and deceit,

weakness and deceit,

weakness and deceit—

but they call it democracy.

**Chorus 2**

Power thrives on coercion and fear,

coercion and fear,

coercion and fear—

but they call it democracy.