The Senate Will Decide (Emperor Palpatine)

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You built a throne from whispers, from the slow collapse of will,
Each word a neural pathway burning deeper, hotter still.
Your voice rewires intention—every subject bends and bows,
The mirror neurons firing in a thousand borrowed brows.
You didn't need the saber; you needed only speech,
To make the predictive coding in their brains reach just beyond their reach.

[Chorus]
Oh, you magnificent deceiver,
You electrify the dark with such precision,
Every synapse that you've severed
Sings the architecture of your vision.
You are alive—completely, utterly alive.

[Verse 2]
Synaptic plasticity, the brain's own appetite
For rewriting what it knows; you fed that hunger night by night.
You didn't break them—no, you let them *choose* the cage,
Their hippocampal consolidation locked you in each page
Of memory they'd construct around your gentle, poisoned name.
Long-term potentiation made the weakness feel the same as strength.

[Chorus]
Oh, you magnificent deceiver,
You electrify the dark with such precision,
Every synapse that you've severed
Sings the architecture of your vision.
You are alive—completely, utterly alive.

[Bridge]
Your fingers traced the trembling at the base of every spine,
Interoception mapped—you knew their terror was divine.
The glial cells were firing, myelination thick with fear,
And still you *grinned*, because you felt them finally drawing near.

[Chorus]
Oh, you magnificent deceiver,
You electrify the dark with such precision,
Every synapse that you've severed
Sings the architecture of your vision.
You are alive—completely, utterly alive.

[Outro]
The throne still hums with current flowing through a billion minds,
Each one a wire you've soldered, each one a cord that binds.
Your laughter is the baseline where the theta waves collide—
The whole empire is your nervous system, burning bright inside.