(Record scratch - then a dissonant, reversed orchestral hit that resolves into a paranoid, stuttering beat. A distorted whisper loops: "Novus Ordo... Novus Ordo Seclorum...")
Verse 1
Ayo,they built the grid... the geometric prison...
Fibonacci sequences in every corporate vision...
The fiat magic...the alchemy of debt...
Turning your life force to a secret silhouette...
You think you're making choices?That's the first illusion...
They're feeding you the narrative through psychic intrusion...
Feel that tension... right between your eyes...
That's your third eye fighting against their manufactured skies...
The media's a spell...a constant, low-grade hum...
Designed to keep your frequency conveniently numb...
But listen to my cadence...this counter-rhythm's deep...
A syncopated key to break the trance of sleep...
(Chorus - voice becomes rhythmic, almost chanting)
And the system...crumbles... (let it break)
And the system...tumbles... (stay awake)
From the boardroom to the temple,the same inverted spire...
They're feeding on the fear...the chaos... and the fire...
And the system...crumbles... (just see)
And the system...tumbles... (be free)
It's a psychic vampire empire,a parasitic host...
But you're remembering the power...that matters most...
Verse 2
The ancient bloodline rituals...the Saturn worship cult...
Turning human consciousness to a default result...
They mock you with their symbols...in your face and plain to see...
The all-seeing eye on the currency...
Notice the pattern... in the movie and the news...
The same recurring numbers...the psychological cues...
This ain't conspiracy...this is systems analysis...
A hyper-rational view of their psychic paralysis...
They need your compliance...your vibrational fear...
That's the dark mana that makes their structure clear...
But every time you recognize...the pattern they project...
You withdraw your power...and you break the connection's effect...
(Chorus - more intense, more commanding)
And the system...crumbles... (let it break)
And the system...tumbles... (stay awake)
From the boardroom to the temple,the same inverted spire...
They're feeding on the fear...the chaos... and the fire...
And the system...crumbles... (just see)
And the system...tumbles... (be free)
It's a psychic vampire empire,a parasitic host...
But you're remembering the power...that matters most...
Bridge
(The beat becomes a solitary,pounding heart drum. Voice drops to a urgent, direct whisper.)
Their power is anagreement... a hypnosis you accept...
Every time you feel the helplessness...the fear you have kept...
The real secret they're hiding isn'twhat they do...
It's thatyou hold the power... the entire structure's through...
The moment you remember...your own sovereign mind...
The pyramid inverts...the controllers go blind...
So when you feel the anger...the righteous, burning rage...
That'sthe signal firing... turning their own page...
The trigger is your awareness...the post-hypnotic cue...
To wake up from the dream
