The Iron Purrtain

[Instrumental intro] Underneath the moon's pale light, where shadows reign, There's a feline warrior with eyes aflame. Born in the cold, trained to the bone, A Soviet legend, never to be tamed. With claws like daggers, and fur like steel, This cat prowls the darkness, a silent wheel. Underneath the moon's pale light, It stalks its prey, a deadly sight. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. (Verse 2) From Moscow's streets to distant lands, This cat serves the Union with steadfast hands. Through whispers in the alleys and tales untold, Its legend grows, a story of old. Trained in the art of silent death, It moves unseen, with every breath. Enemies tremble at its sight, For they know their end is nigh. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. [Instrumental intro] Underneath the moon's pale light, where shadows reign, There's a feline warrior with eyes aflame. Born in the cold, trained to the bone, A Soviet legend, never to be tamed. With claws like daggers, and fur like steel, This cat prowls the darkness, a silent wheel. Underneath the moon's pale light, It stalks its prey, a deadly sight. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. (Verse 2) From Moscow's streets to distant lands, This cat serves the Union with steadfast hands. Through whispers in the alleys and tales untold, Its legend grows, a story of old. Trained in the art of silent death, It moves unseen, with every breath. Enemies tremble at its sight, For they know their end is nigh. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. (Verse 2) From Moscow's streets to distant lands, This cat serves the Union with steadfast hands. Through whispers in the alleys and tales untold, Its legend grows, a story of old. Trained in the art of silent death, It moves unseen, with every breath. Enemies tremble at its sight, For they know their end is nigh. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. From Moscow's streets to distant lands, This cat serves the Union with steadfast hands. Through whispers in the alleys and tales untold, Its legend grows, a story of old. Trained in the art of silent death, It moves unseen, with every breath. Enemies tremble at its sight, For they know their end is nigh. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. [Guitar solo] [Instrumental interlude] For they know their end is nigh. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. [Guitar solo] [Instrumental interlude] (Bridge) Behind the veil of secrecy, a plan unfolds, To harness the might that this creature holds. The Iron Curtain, a shield so strong, To protect the cat, against all wrong. [Guitar solo] [Instrumental interlude] (Bridge) Behind the veil of secrecy, a plan unfolds, To harness the might that this creature holds. The Iron Curtain, a shield so strong, To protect the cat, against all wrong. (Verse 3) In the depths of the Kremlin, a ritual is cast, The Iron Curtain envelops, holding fast. No bullet nor blade can pierce its skin, For it's invincible, a Soviet's win. But even with power, the cat remains, A loyal servant, despite the chains. For in its heart, there beats the fire, Of a warrior's spirit, never to tire. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. To protect the cat, against all wrong. (Verse 3) In the depths of the Kremlin, a ritual is cast, The Iron Curtain envelops, holding fast. No bullet nor blade can pierce its skin, For it's invincible, a Soviet's win. But even with power, the cat remains, A loyal servant, despite the chains. For in its heart, there beats the fire, Of a warrior's spirit, never to tire. (Chorus) The Iron Curtain falls on this supreme creature, A guardian of secrets, a Soviet feature. With stealth and grace, it hunts in the night, A weapon of power, cloaked in fur so bright. [Instrumental guitar interlude] (Outro) So beware in the darkness, for you may find, The cat of the Union, with eyes so kind. But beneath that gaze lies a deadly might, A Soviet assassin, in the cover of night. [Outro] [Ending] So beware in the darkness, for you may find, The cat of the Union, with eyes so kind. But beneath that gaze lies a deadly might, A Soviet assassin, in the cover of night. [Instrumental Outro] [Ending] [Underneath the moon's pale light, where shadows reign, There's a feline warrior with eyes aflame. Born in the cold, trained to the bone, A Soviet legend, never to be tamed.]