Bolt (Remastered)

[Verse 1:sweet-country-twang-melody,angelic-unison-vocals,mono-center]
Old Jacob Lang was on his horse, riding through the **Ratisbon town**,
Carrying a secret script to turn the ancient **kingdoms down**.
He thought his clever little codes were safely tucked away and **stored**,
Hidden right inside his vest to alter the display **board**.
But God looked down from Heaven's gate and saw the devil's hidden **plan**,
And sent a sudden flash of light to save the fucking fate of  **man**.
A great big bolt of lightning came cracking from the open **skye**,
To strike the sneaky courier and make his panicked horse run **by**! (Thanks God)

[Chorus:THE-RATISBON-DROP,massive-choral-width,full-orchestra-bloom]
[Soaring:multi-layered-childrens-choir,sustained-vocal-extension,legato-hold]
OH THE DEVIL CAN NEVER EVER WIN THE GAME! [vocal-hold] (MmmmmMachine...)
GOD BRINGS THE SECRETS OUT TO SHAME THE NAME! [vocal-hold] (MmmmmMachine...)
Out of the shadow, straight into the shining light,
The Ratisbon bolt came down to make the ledger right!
(Flash goes the lightning! God is very kind!)
(Boom goes the thunder! Leave the traps behind!)
(Unstitch the little jacket! See what you can find!)

[Verse 2:dry-vocals,rhythmic-cello-plucks,internal-rhyme-pocket]
The policemen found the hidden sheets unstitched from the velvet **vest**,
The original writings showing how the world would be **oppressed**.
They printed up a warning book and sent it to the Russian **Tsar**,
To show the happy families the blueprint of the global **war**.
No matter how chameleons try to change their name or switch their **face**,
Our Father up in Heaven always clears the targeted **space**.
How lucky God was watching out to clear the systemized **design**,
And save the human family with His amazing grace **divine**!

[Bridge:TOTAL-GATED-COLD-SILENCE,absolute-dead-air-1.5-seconds]
[Audio Cue: ALL INSTRUMENTS STOP INSTANTLY. Total musical silence. Just heavy vinyl crackle, warm tape hiss, and the faint, sweet sound of a grandfather clock ticking.]
[Solo Child Voice - Vocal Cue: Whispered, innocent, right against the microphone capsule]
... God ... saw ... the ... script ... the ... bad ... men ... made ...
... And ... dropped ... His ... light ... to ... break ... the ... mas-quer-ade ...
[Female Teacher - Sudden gentle whisper, center channel]
The numbers don't lie.
[Audio Cue: A beautiful, resonant cathedral bell tolls once. The music box and orchestra swell back into an explosive, joyous climax.]

[Chorus 2:grand-climax,full-symphonic-explosion,maximum-acoustic-velocity]
[Children's Choir with Full Backing Orchestra - Soaring unison stadium singing]
OH THE DEVIL CAN NEVER EVER WIN THE GAME! [vocal-hold] (MmmmmMachine...)
GOD BRINGS THE SECRETS OUT TO SHAME THE NAME! [vocal-hold] (MmmmmMachine...)
Out of the shadow, straight into the shining light,
The Ratisbon bolt came down to make the ledger right!
(Flash goes the lightning! God is very kind!)
[Vocal Choir Scratch: W-W-W-W-W-W-W-WAKE UP!] (Vintage orchestral vinyl scratch)
(Unstitch the little jacket! See what you can find!)

[Outro]
[Chords: |Gm7|-|Ebmaj7|-|F|-|Dm7| fading into a hazy analog tape delay]
[The music box slowly winds down, its notes becoming slower and sparser over the cello drone]
[Children's Choir - Vocal Cue: Giggling and talking happily in the studio background]
(He saw the horse! Boom!)
[Male Lead - Vocal Cue: Deep, deadpan Bill Hicks spoken delivery breaks through the static, panned center]
Yeah... out of the mouths of babes, kids.
The ultimate transaction is always revealed.
[Female Teacher - Final short punchy whisper, center channel]
God bless you, Nikola.
[Audio Cue: A sudden, sharp mechanical tape-stop click and an analog power-down punch]
[Complete Dead Silence]
[End]

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[Intro] [Chords: |Gm7|-|Ebmaj7|-|F|-|Dm7|] [Deep, crackling vintage vinyl static. A slow, beautiful, slightly detuned retro music box begins to chime a sweet melody at 85 BPM. A low, warm cello drone creates an intimate room atmosphere.] [Children's Choir - Vocal Cue: Sweet, innocent unison speaking voice, panned center channel] Open your little booklets, children. Look at the pretty picture of the storm. The bad men thought they could hide their secrets in the dark... But God has a wonderful way of turning the lights on! Listen to the story of the horseman. [Rhythm Cue: Gentle, organic handclaps and a light acoustic tambourine shake enter on the beat] [Verse 1:sweet-country-twang-melody,angelic-unison-vocals,mono-center] Old Jacob Lang was on his horse, riding through the **Ratisbon town**, Carrying a secret script to turn the ancient **kingdoms down**. He thought his clever little codes were safely tucked away and **stored**, Hidden right inside his vest to alter the display **board**. But God looked down from Heaven's gate and saw the devil's hidden **plan**, And sent a sudden flash of light to save the fucking fate of **man**. A great big bolt of lightning came cracking from the open **skye**, To strike the sneaky courier and make his panicked horse run **by**! (Thanks God) [Chorus:THE-RATISBON-DROP,massive-choral-width,full-orchestra-bloom] [Soaring:multi-layered-childrens-choir,sustained-vocal-extension,legato-hold] OH THE DEVIL CAN NEVER EVER WIN THE GAME! [vocal-hold] (MmmmmMachine...) GOD BRINGS THE SECRETS OUT TO SHAME THE NAME! [vocal-hold] (MmmmmMachine...) Out of the shadow, straight into the shining light, The Ratisbon bolt came down to make the ledger right! (Flash goes the lightning! God is very kind!) (Boom goes the thunder! Leave the traps behind!) (Unstitch the little jacket! See what you can find!) [Verse 2:dry-vocals,rhythmic-cello-plucks,internal-rhyme-pocket] The policemen found the hidden sheets unstitched from the velvet **vest**, The original writings showing how the world would be **oppressed**. They printed up a warning book and sent it to the Russian **Tsar**, To show the happy families the blueprint of the global **war**. No matter how chameleons try to change their name or switch their **face**, Our Father up in Heaven always clears the targeted **space**. How lucky God was watching out to clear the systemized **design**, And save the human family with His amazing grace **divine**! [Bridge:TOTAL-GATED-COLD-SILENCE,absolute-dead-air-1.5-seconds] [Audio Cue: ALL INSTRUMENTS STOP INSTANTLY. Total musical silence. Just heavy vinyl crackle, warm tape hiss, and the faint, sweet sound of a grandfather clock ticking.] [Solo Child Voice - Vocal Cue: Whispered, innocent, right against the microphone capsule] ... God ... saw ... the ... script ... the ... bad ... men ... made ... ... And ... dropped ... His ... light ... to ... break ... the ... mas-quer-ade ... [Female Teacher - Sudden gentle whisper, center channel] The numbers don't lie. [Audio Cue: A beautiful, resonant cathedral bell tolls once. The music box and orchestra swell back into an explosive, joyous climax.] [Chorus 2:grand-climax,full-symphonic-explosion,maximum-acoustic-velocity] [Children's Choir with Full Backing Orchestra - Soaring unison stadium singing] OH THE DEVIL CAN NEVER EVER WIN THE GAME! [vocal-hold] (MmmmmMachine...) GOD BRINGS THE SECRETS OUT TO SHAME THE NAME! [vocal-hold] (MmmmmMachine...) Out of the shadow, straight into the shining light, The Ratisbon bolt came down to make the ledger right! (Flash goes the lightning! God is very kind!) [Vocal Choir Scratch: W-W-W-W-W-W-W-WAKE UP!] (Vintage orchestral vinyl scratch) (Unstitch the little jacket! See what you can find!) [Outro] [Chords: |Gm7|-|Ebmaj7|-|F|-|Dm7| fading into a hazy analog tape delay] [The music box slowly winds down, its notes becoming slower and sparser over the cello drone] [Children's Choir - Vocal Cue: Giggling and talking happily in the studio background] (He saw the horse! Boom!) [Male Lead - Vocal Cue: Deep, deadpan Bill Hicks spoken delivery breaks through the static, panned center] Yeah... out of the mouths of babes, kids. The ultimate transaction is always revealed. [Female Teacher - Final short punchy whisper, center channel] God bless you, Nikola. [Audio Cue: A sudden, sharp mechanical tape-stop click and an analog power-down punch] [Complete Dead Silence] [End]

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