President – Anatoly Bibilov
Where oh where has my little lamb gone, oh where oh where can he be? This rhyme is my heart. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep, and pursues them relentlessly. This is what is happening. I am pursuing you without quarter, for on one will deter me. This is my good and perfect will, and I will never give up. What are the many bees that go out for nectar? They seek, find, and pollinate. You are under the swarm, and there is no escape. I cover you and there is no place to hide. Wave your arms in futility, for there is on place to hide. Now I tell you that surrender is the only option. If you do not relent, the end will be bitter and I do not wish it for you. Others do not wish it for you. Even your worst enemy would not rejoice to the see the bitter end. For, he would know that rejoicing in such a thing would mean his demise too.
Prime Minister – Erik Pukhayev
Deal with it. Deal with it. Do not relent. Do not rest. Do not let the sun go down again on inaction. The stench of procrastination will be too much for you… I make it so. I decree a thing. I bring down one, I raise up another. I do not ask council, for I know the beginning from the end and the end from the beginning. I see and there is nothing hidden from my gaze. It is written, “it’s a fearful thing to fall into the hands of a living God.” Again, “the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.” Will you be wise, or otherwise? This is a mercy once more, and I do not tire of it, but you will tire. Your flesh will rot and go away as all flesh does. You will remain, and the resurrection I offer is a better one than your ancestors chose. You are the beginning, or the end. Which will you choose?