[Verse 1]
In the alley, shadows stretch, claws clutching history,
Feline eyes, green as envy, see the misery.
Paws pacing cobblestones, echoes of a Reich,
Whiskers twitching at the edges of a world on strike.
Dictators barking, but the cats don’t kneel,
Silent in the rubble, where the ghosts reveal.
[Chorus]
Paws of war, scratching at the door,
Meow the truth they can’t ignore.
In the rubble, where the violins cry,
Cats walk free while empires die.
[Verse 2]
Tomcats in the bunker, plotting their escape,
Fur matted in the ash, cities draped in hate.
Mouse traps snap, but they sidestep the snares,
Nine lives dodging bullets, weaving through despair.
Propaganda posters, claw marks through the lies,
Purring revolution under smoke-filled skies.
[Prechorus]
Whiskers to the wind, sniffing out the sin,
History repeats, but the cats don’t give in.
[Chorus]
Paws of war, scratching at the door,
Meow the truth they can’t ignore.
In the rubble, where the violins cry,
Cats walk free while empires die.
[Bridge]
Tail flicks like pendulums, counting down the shame,
Licking wounds of nations, paw prints on the blame.
Every scratch a timeline, every purr a clue,
In the cat’s cold gaze, the past comes through.