Choosing the new pope
In the shadows where the whispers creep, Choosing a leader, but the secrets run deep, Cloaked in robes, with a crown made of thorns, Behind closed doors, where the power is born. Cardinals gather, plotting in the night, Faith on the line, but they’re ready to fight, A game of thrones, with the holy and cursed, Who’s gonna rise? Who’s gonna be first? Prayers in the air, but the vibe feels wrong, History’s heavy, and the stakes are strong, Darkness lingers where the light should shine, In the heart of the temple, the truth’s hard to find. Beneath the altar, the bones of the past, Echoes of choices that were made to last, Sacred and profane, the balance is thin, In the name of the Father, where does it begin?
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In the shadows where the whispers creep, Choosing a leader, but the secrets run deep, Cloaked in robes, with a crown made of thorns, Behind closed doors, where the power is born. Cardinals gather, plotting in the night, Faith on the line, but they’re ready to fight, A game of thrones, with the holy and cursed, Who’s gonna rise? Who’s gonna be first? Prayers in the air, but the vibe feels wrong, History’s heavy, and the stakes are strong, Darkness lingers where the light should shine, In the heart of the temple, the truth’s hard to find. Beneath the altar, the bones of the past, Echoes of choices that were made to last, Sacred and profane, the balance is thin, In the name of the Father, where does it begin?
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