Title: THE BROKEN LOCK
Suggested Genre: Conscious Oratorio / Spoken Word with a deep rhythm
(Intro - Sound of wind and the distant echo of waves crashing against concrete)
[Verse 1: The Toxic Legacy]
The Pacific hides a secret of lead and oblivion,
67 black suns that man has ignited.
On Runit Atoll, the dome sweats poison,
breathing cracks, a future land.
Plutonium has 24,000 years of life within it,
and a world power says: "It's your fault, not my feat."
The earth is wounded, the sea rises and demands,
while the "lock" breaks and no one calls it.
[Chorus: The Alert]
Who watches over the abyss we created?
Who answers the silence while we remain silent?
History is the judge, truth is the center,
we carry fire and fear within.
Wake up, humanity, time is running out!
Hypocrisy seeps in, the elite explodes.
[Verse 2: The Petro-Democracy and Betrayal]
Neighborhood leaders, traitors to their ancestors,
sold ethics for sinister mirages.
They sit at tables of "petro-democracy,"
trading the future for their own misfortune.
What black heart beats in their chests?
They traded life for positions and rights,
while their people, lost in labyrinths,
receive crumbs for their sold votes.
[Verse 3: Distraction and the Mirage]
And the party arrives, the stadium roars,
while the world sinks into a daily ordeal.
Football, the noise, the sacred euphoria,
the perfect blindfold on their gaze!
The game is over, the lights go out,
and the world falls apart, bearing its cross.
Don't say you don't know, don't play dumb,
the nets unfurl the trail of wolves.
[Bridge: The Call to Free Will]
God gave us free will, not a chain,
responsibility runs through our veins.
It's not a lack of facts, it's a lack of faith,
it's looking in the mirror and knowing who's who.
Before the vote, before the shout, before the glory,
pray, reflect, and don't sully history.
[Final Chorus: The Truth That Cannot Be Hidden]
Who watches over the abyss we created?
Who answers the silence while we remain silent?
History is the judge, truth is the center,
we carry the fire and the fear within.
Wake up, humanity, time is running out!
Hypocrisy seeps in, the dome explodes.
(Outro - Solemn rhythm, volume fades to silence)
The last word doesn't belong to power,
it belongs to those who dare to see and understand.
A ball rolls, a dome cracks...
The world is your home,
don't be the one to let it fall.
Let's be honest... the truth will catch up with us.
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